" I pass this on, and for those of you who haven't seen my poetry collection I include a poem I wrote in 1955, after my visit to Auschwitz."
"Two men converged on Canfield Drive, one man just walking down the middle. My squad car passed him and I stopped; would I make this something big or little?"
"To my fellow workers going it alone, who square off with bosses but just get skinned right down to the bone..."
"There will be no revolutionary time-outs 'til we've finally won, 'cause the revolution will be unauthorized."
"That's why we been preoccupied. Democracy filleted is democracy denied."
"We need powerful empowering poetry..."
When he is not doing journalism and community media Neil teaches history at a local junior high school, reads comic books and spends time with his girlfriend, Lisa.