5 Quotes by Kwame Dawes

I am listening to the wind, to the voice in the wind telling me to write it all down. So I do.

If you wait long enough, all murders will have lost their scream, all bloodlines forgotten, all dynamite broken, all storms settled, all bones cleaned of the memory of sin.

A lot of people say they want to leave this city to go somewhere else. Not me. I love this place for what it is. Ugly and pretty. Rough and tender. Chaotic and smooth. Loving and murderous. All of it.

Racist writing is a craft failure.

This poet is a griot in search of a village.