Life For Me Ain't Been No Crystal

I Swear To The Lord, I Still Can't See, Why Democracy Means, Everybody But Me.

Anyday, One Can Walk Down The Street In A Big City And See A Thousand People. Any Photographer Can Photograph These People - But Very Few Photographers Can Make Their Prints Not Only Reproductions Of The People Taken, But A Comment Upon Them - Or More, A Comment Upon Their Lives - Or More Still, A Comment Upon The Social Order That Creates These Lives.

I Felt Very Bad In Washington. . . I Didn't Like My Job, And I Didn't Know What Was Going To Happen To Me, And I Was Cold And Half-hungry, So I Wrote A Great Many Poems.

To Create A Market For Your Writing You Have To Be Consistent, Professional, A Continuing Writer - Not Just A One-article Or A One-story Or A One-book Man.

I, Too, Sing America. I Am The Darker Brother. They Send Me To Eat In The Kitchen When Company Comes, But I Laugh, And Eat Well, And Grow Strong. Tomorrow, I'll Be At The Table When Company Comes. Nobody'll Dare Say To Me, "eat In The Kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll See How Beautiful I Am And Be Ashamed-- I, Too, Am America.