New York was possessed of that old European idea of respecting or even revering the writer or the artist. I mean, if you were black in those days, you could get by with one poem or one novel. If I had remained in New York, I would've been killed by an overdose of affection.


The Paris Review, Issue 218, Fall 2016, The Art of Poetry No. 100


New York was possessed of that old European idea of respecting or even revering the writer or the artist. I mean, if you were black in those days,...

New York was possessed of that old European idea of respecting or even revering the writer or the artist. I mean, if you were black in those days,...

New York was possessed of that old European idea of respecting or even revering the writer or the artist. I mean, if you were black in those days,...

New York was possessed of that old European idea of respecting or even revering the writer or the artist. I mean, if you were black in those days,...