I'm off for several days to celebrate my birthday, and I may not be able to post until I get back--though I may try to upload a few photos--so until then, a Michael Harper poem in keeping with my last couple posts:
Four Worthies: Souls of Black Folk
To Know, in heart, in groin;
to Move, trestle, bog, boat, mask;
to Love, woman, child, land, trees;
to Aspire, where blood, sperm, bone join.
Copyright © Michael S. Harper, from Images of Kin.