Tribute to Amiri Baraka: his mind, his humanity, his agitation. …of not accepting ignorance, ignorance was his enemy. [< you could feel his mind, in a room with him] “my lust a worked anger” “steel balloons tied to our mouths” -- Baraka -- “leaning away in the angle of language” from “Like Rousseau” * that tremoring [?], that troubling (?) [that troubli…
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