African-american modern poetry

(do site de James A. Emanuel)

Reared in the “Wild West” of the USA; earned Columbia University doctorate; had professorships in New York, France, and Poland; published 345-plus poems (in 13 individual books, 145 or more anthologies, and many journals); 32 literary essays; a now-classic anthology; an autobiography; a pio­neer book on Langston Hughes; book reviews (some in The New York Times) and a CD (poetry with saxophone accompaniment).

In 1992, created a new literary genre, jazz-and-blues haiku, later read often, with musical background, in Europe and Africa (efforts basing the Sidney Bechet Creative Award given him in 1996). During 1995-2000, placed at least 6,000 documents in his The James A. Emanuel Papers in The Library of Congress, Manuscript Division, Washington, D.C


"To all things great and glorious":
his wine moved to his lips.
"There are so few," she answered;
her brim touched his fingertips.

They stared the fire into an ash;
their glasses bent their hands
while they, enchanted wistfully,
re-travelled many lands.

Sonnet for a Writer

Far rather would I search my chaff for grain
And cease at last with hunger in my soul,
Than suck the polished wheat another brain
Refurbished till it shone, by art's control.
To stray across my own mind's half-hewn stone
And chisel in the dark, in hopes to cast
A fragment of our common self, my own,
Excels the mimicry of sages past.
Go forth, my soul, in painful, lonely flight,
Even if no higher than the earthbound tree,
And feel suffusion with more glorious light,
Nor envy eagles their proud brilliancy.
Far better to create one living line
Than learn a hundred sunk in fame's recline.

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