Come windless invader I am a carnival of Stars, a poem of blood. Sonia Sanchez More Quotes by Sonia Sanchez More Quotes From Sonia Sanchez You can't have relationships with other people until you give birth to yourself. Sonia Sanchez relationships-with-others giving people I cannot tell the truth about anything unless I confess being a student, growing and learning something new every day. The more I learn, the clearer my view of the world becomes. Sonia Sanchez learning-something-new views world The most fundamental truth to be told in any art form, as far as Blacks are concerned, is that America is killing us. Sonia Sanchez united-states america art All poets, all writers are political. They either maintain the status quo, or they say, 'Something's wrong, let's change it for the better.' Sonia Sanchez poet political poetry Zora Neale Hurston said fear is the greatest emotion and I said, 'No my dear sister.' Fear will make us move to save our own skins. Love also makes us save ourselves, but it will make us move to save others as well. Sonia Sanchez dear-sister skins moving No. Don't never go looking for love girl. Just wait. It'll come. Like the rain fallin' from the heaven, it'll come. Just don't never give up on love. Sonia Sanchez giving-up girl rain I write to tell the truth about the black condition as I see it. Therefore, I write to offer a black woman's view of the world. Sonia Sanchez black views writing I shall become, I shall become a collector of me. And put meat on my soul. Sonia Sanchez collectors meat soul ... in order to be a true revolutionary, you must understand love. Love, sacrifice, and death. Sonia Sanchez sacrifice love death The black artist is dangerous. Black art controls the 'Negro's' reality, negates negative influences, and creates positive images. Sonia Sanchez black reality art And I cried… for all of the women who stretched their bodies for civilizations, only to find ruins. Sonia Sanchez ruins body civilization ...I write to keep in contact with our ancestors and to spread truth to people. Sonia Sanchez truth writing people I still hear you humming, Mama. The colour of your song calls me home. The colour of your words saying, Let her be. She got a right to be different. She gonna stumble on herself one of these days. Just let the child be. And I be, Mama. Sonia Sanchez daughter mother song So much of growing up is an unbearable waiting. A constant longing for another time. Another season. Sonia Sanchez unbearable growing-up waiting The joy of poetry is that it will wait for you. Novels don't wait for you. Characters change. But poetry will wait. I think it's the greatest art. Sonia Sanchez character art thinking Poetry is subconscious conversation, it is as much the work of those who understand it and those who make it. Sonia Sanchez subconscious poetry-is conversation The words loved me and I loved them in return. Sonia Sanchez return book What I'm trying to do is to tell young people that I teach them how to breathe before I teach the haiku. That one breath, that one breath, because the haiku keeps you alive. It keeps you going. If you learn how to breath the haiku, you learn how to breathe. If you learn how to breathe, you're much healthier. Sonia Sanchez alive trying people what i need is traveling minds talktouch kisses spittouch you swimming upstream. Sonia Sanchez swimming kissing mind Art... reacts to or reflects the culture it springs from. Sonia Sanchez spring culture art
