It is half a century since the Last Poets stood in Harlem, uttered their first words in public, and created the blueprint for hip-hop. At...

A non-profit has reclaimed the space where the poet once lived. By Rahel Gebreyes  / Editor, HuffPost /  02/03/2017 04:44 pm ET | Updated...

The lights of the city streets softly illuminated the room. You lay there sleeping just moments after we had made love for the very first...

Marian Wright Edelman – President, Children’s Defense Fund Posted: 8/26/11 04:28 PM ET “I have the audacity to believe that peoples...

Do we act on change for the sake of it? Or, do we stay with the tried and true, cause it’s the thing to do? Do we continue to conserve...

They did not travel in an airplane. They did not travel by car. They did not travel on a streamline train. They traveled on foot from...

By: Erica Taylor / The Tom Joyner Morning Show – December 10, 2010 Claude McKay was a pioneering Jamaican-American poet and author during...

When the last man living Is left alive on earth, And somebody knocks at the door – If I am the last man living I will be no more!...

First, erase your name, unravel your years, destroy your surroundings, uproot what you seem, and who remains standing? Then, rewrite your...

A women who loves impossible men sits a long time indoors watching windows she has no brother who understands where she is going her...

I am no artist but in bed I can paint with my fingertip your breast, your mouth and cheeks, and surely your crooked smile that floats...

I was parading the Co’te d’ Azure, hopping the short trains from Nice to Cannes, following the maze of streets in Monte Carlo to the...

the silence of nature within the power within. the power without. the path is whatever passes – no end in itself. the end is, grace –...

Like an image from an Ansel Adams photograph, his dark brown skin stretched thin over a face that has seen better days. He hurried down...

every day i find a new life my love for freedom, our right to wear robes as we please, never sets. black voices dance in my soul like...

He has been Many places In ships That cross the sea, He has studied varied faces, Has tasted mystery, In Oriental cities He breasted...

I am a writer who came from a sheltered life. A sheltered life can be a daring life as well. For all serious daring starts from within....

1 Oh, my God is in the whirlwind, I am walking in the valley; Lift me up, O Shinning Father, To the glory of the heavens, I have seen a...

He was arrested and detained for nailing Barbie doll heads to telephone poles. He was beaten while in custody, accussed. After healing,...

Each tear that fell from the crushed moon of your face, stabbed me, broke and split into a thousand pains. But I held out my arms, and...