<i> From </i> Life Aint No Product, by PETER J. HARRIS

I know people hug their children everyday

but sometimes itty bitty scenes of love slow me down

make me feel like I’m walking in space

& staring into sacred scenery

remind me of a picture I seen once

looking from earth into the center of the Milky Way

black background red lights with stars blazing white

make me realize the world may look little

trapped by visions of turf on our side of town

& all that borderline stalking

but what look little is really too big too see

if you too close on top of it

witnessing them tiny big moments of love

the way I get to see life & feel the planet

move in the windless orbit of my bones . . .

From “Hand Me My Griot Clothes: The Autobiography of Junior Baby” by Peter J. Harris. (Black Classic Press: $8.95.) 1994 Reprinted by permission.