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Thu, 24.09.2009

THE REVOLUTIONARY by Alvin Aubert.

He is bound to make something happen he is not quite sure what but he is determined he flits from flower to flower he has more legs than a hive of bees he takes everything out of them leaving them for dead.

It will be a long time before anything happen. In the meantime he plies his adversary’s craft on whomever is at hand and is useful to him in that way, being bound as he is to making something happen something worthy of himself almost anything…..

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Thu, 24.09.2009

NAT TURNER IN THE CLEARING by Alvin Aubert.

Ashes, Lord-
But warm still from the fire that cheered us,
Lighted us in this clearing where it seems
Scarcely an hour ago we feasted on
Burnt pig from our tormentors’ in willing
Bounty and charted the high purpose you
Word had launched us on, And now, my comrades
Dead, or taken; your servant, pressed by the
Blood-drenched yelps of hounds, forsaken, save for
The stillness of the word that persist quivering
And breath-moist on his tongue; and these faint coals
Soon to be rushed to dying glow by the
Indifferent winds of miscarriage-What now,
My Lord?

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I have just seen a most beautiful thing Slim and still Against a gold, gold sky, A straight black cypress, Sensitive, Exquisite, A black finger Pointing upwards. Why, beautiful still finger, are you black? And why are you... THE BLACK FINGER by Angelina Weld Grimke’.
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