It was like college was my dry-out camp for me to try and get my life together and get rid of all the poison. I don’t want to go into a catalogue of all my little sins and crimes, but in general, my behavior itself was toxic. Cruel. Destructive. Selfish. It kept me from myself, if that makes any sense — it pushed me further from looking inward, where I needed to look. It was poetry that allowed me to turn inside and have a good look and rediscover my heart.
-Jim Daniels
https://www.metrotimes.com/detroit/an-interview-with-poet-jim-daniels/Content?oid=2144201
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Poet Jim Daniels
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