February is, of course, Black History Month. So, here is a portrait of one of the people I most admire in the world. I devoured her autobiography series as a teenager in the eighties, nibbled at her poetry throughout the years, got goosebumps when she read her piece "On the Pulse of the Morning" at Clinton's inauguration, and was brought to tears by the tenor of her voice when I saw her in person at a lecture a few years ago. Yes, to borrow her phrase, it is safe to say she is a "shero" of mine.
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