A Writer’s Letter to His Son
It’s also addressed to us
‘My reclamation would be accomplished, like Malcolm’s,
through books, through my own study and exploration. Perhaps I might write
something of consequence someday. I had been reading and writing beyond the
purview of the schools all my life. Already I was scribbling down bad rap
lyrics and bad poetry. The air of that time was charged with the call for a
return, to old things, to something essential, some part of us that had been
left behind in the mad dash out of the past and into America.’
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