Margaret Walker
Margaret Walker
Margaret Walkerwas an American poet and writer. She was part of the African-American literary movement in Chicago. Her notable works include the award-winning poem For My Peopleand the novel Jubilee, set in the South during the American Civil War...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 July 1915
CountryUnited States of America
song keys southern
I want my careless song to strike no minor key; no fiend to stand between my body's Southern song - the fusion of the South, my body's song and me.
fire evil age
The Word of fire burns today On the lips of our prophets in an evil age.
strong memories grandmother
My grandmothers are full of memories, smelling of soap and onions and wet clay, with veins rolling roughly over quick hands, they have many clean words to say, my grandmothers were strong.
hate way folks
Only ways you can keep folks hating is to keep them apart and separated from each other.
racism black atmosphere
Racism is so extreme and so pervasive in our American society that no black individual lives in an atmosphere of freedom.
luck causes rich
You is born lucky, and it's better to be born lucky than born rich, cause if you is lucky you can git rich, but if you is born rich and you ain't lucky you is liables to lose all you got.
art mind pieces
A writer needs certain conditions in which to work and create art. She needs a piece of time; a peace of mind; a quiet place; and a private life.
memories collective-unconscious people
The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.
cancer believe heart
I believe deeply in a common humanity. The black man belongs to the family of man. One part of that family is out of control - like a virus or cancer - and that is the white man. He and his technological society are bent on destroying the world. Everywhere the white man has gone with his empire, he has destroyed people, races, societies, cultures, and in the course of it, has sterilized himself. He is completely the mechanical man: without heart, without soul. He is the Tin Man of The Wizard of Oz. But I don't believe that all the white people in the world are no good.
book kids healing
When I was about eight, I decided that the most wonderful thing, next to a human being, was a book.
love friendship family
Friends and good manners will carry you where money won't go.