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LE ROI JONES AND NEW WRITERS  JACKSON
Beautiful lines, and in his poem "The World is Full of Remarkable Things", a fine love song-a song to a Black woman from a Black man:
Quick Night
easy warmth 
The girlmother lies next to me
breathing
coughing
sighing 
at my absence.....
..........Womanchild
turns
lays her head
on my stomach. Night aches
acts
Niggers rage
down the street. Air
Pocket, sinks
us. She lady
angel brings
her self 
to touch me 
grains and grass and long
silences, the darkness my natural element, in
warm black skin
I love and 
understand 
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And Clarence Reed, in his poem "My Brother and Me", can create a harrowing yet sensitive work on a truly alienated Black man; a junkie:
I saw him there riddled
With needle holes
His alcohol-drenched brain
As limp and soggy as his
Life-battered body...
He was greasy and tired
And too confused to die-
He just sat there on the stoop
Trying to remember thru the miasma
The green years of hope and youth 

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Half of the first word "Beautiful" is cut off on the previous page.