In It’s All Love , Black writers celebrate the complexity, power, danger, and glory of love in all its many forms: romantic, familial, communal, and sacred. Editor Marita Golden recounts the morning she woke up certain that she would meet her soul mate in “My Own Happy Ending”; memoirist Reginald Dwayne Betts, in a piece he calls “Learning the Name Dad,” writes stirringly about serving time in prison and how that transformed his life for the better; New York Times bestselling author Pearl Cleage is at her best in the delicate, touching “Missing You”; award-winning author David Anthony Durham enraptures readers with his “An Act of Faith”; New York Times bestselling author L. A. Banks is both funny and wise in her beautiful essay on discovering love as a child, “Two Cents and a Question.” And the poetry of love is here, too—from Gwendolyn Brooks’s classic “Black Wedding Song” to works by Nikki Giovanni, E. Ethelbert Miller, and Kwame Alexander. It’s All Love is a dazzling, delightfully diverse exploration of the wonderful gift of love.
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|Title of Business & Economics eBook: It's All Love|
|Release Date: 02-03-2009|
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|Publisher: Crown Publishing Group|
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It's All Love
A. VAN JORDAN
let's strip off our words
to speak without our tongues. let's
try to tongue without
saying a word. let's turn speech
back into struggle tonight.
no, in the middle
of the night, afternoon, or
morning, let's pull up
our voice, our moan, yes, our song.
at 3:00 A.M. bring back words.
why bring words when we've
waited so long for silence?
why bring light when we've needed
to knead heat from our shadows?
when dark rooms call out our names?
in the shadow's heat,
in the dark's light, in the night's
promise of morning,
there's always a language born
out of the struggle to touch.
I don't know if I
have the words to touch the back
of your knees, the small
of your back . . . brown lines in your
palms . . . what language can frame you?
our language frames us
as we resemble our words.
the words we speak when
an open window carries
our new language to rooftops.
and here I thought I
was teaching you! now, you show
me a mirror in
which I see a stranger, how
good it is to meet me when-
when we are standing,
nose to nose, as my wedding
dress falls to our floor.
A Black Wedding Song
First dedicated to
Charles and La Tanya,
Allen and Glenda,
Hake and Safisha
This love is a rich cry over
The deviltries and the death.
A -weapon-song. Keep it strong.
Keep it strong.
Keep it logic and Magic and lightning and Muscle.
Strong hand in strong hand, stride to
the Assault that is promised you (kno