E. Ethelbert Miller
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How We Sleep on the Nights We Don't Make Love
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2004
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In Search of Color Everywhere
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1994
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Fathering Words: The Making of an African American Writer
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2000
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If God Invented Baseball: Poems
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The 5th Inning
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2009
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في الليل كلنا شعراء سود
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2009
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Where are the Love Poems for Dictators?
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1990
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Beyond the Frontier: African American Poetry for the 21st Century
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2002
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How I Found Love Behind the Catcher's Mask: Poems
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“شخصٌ ما كان يلقي قصيدته، ولا أستطيع سماع شيء منها حتى تُزيحي شعرك المنسدل على وجهك.”
― في الليل كلنا شعراء سود
― في الليل كلنا شعراء سود
“It was the language that left us first.
The Great Migration of words. When people
spoke they punched each other in the mouth.
There was no vocabulary for love. Women
became masculine and could no longer give
birth to warmth or a simple caress with their
lips. Tongues were overweight from profanity
and the taste of nastiness. It settled over cities
like fog smothering everything in sight. My
ears begged for camouflage and the chance
to go to war. Everywhere was the decay of
how we sound.”
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The Great Migration of words. When people
spoke they punched each other in the mouth.
There was no vocabulary for love. Women
became masculine and could no longer give
birth to warmth or a simple caress with their
lips. Tongues were overweight from profanity
and the taste of nastiness. It settled over cities
like fog smothering everything in sight. My
ears begged for camouflage and the chance
to go to war. Everywhere was the decay of
how we sound.”
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