My great-great grandfather’s
(of the Underground Railroad)
Grave is on fire
His bones feeding fire
Pinnacles
Where giant condors nest
And set sail for the Pacific
Are on fire
Their homes feeding fire
And the fire next time
The human fire of James
Baldwin hero of the awakening
His words feeding fire
The fire starters
Are us lighting and laughing
And dancing on graves
On slaves on birds
Our crimes feeding fires
About Eugene Jones Baldwin
I am a writer: non-fiction, fiction, journalism (Alton Telegraph), essays (The Genehouse Chronicles) and have a website: eugenebaldwin.com. I've published a couple dozen short stories and had eleven plays produced. Current projects: "Brother of the Stones" (available on Kindle), a book of short stories; "The Faithful Husband of the Rain, short stories"; "A Black Soldier's Letters Home, WWII,;" "There is No Color in Justice," a commentary on racism; "Ratkillers," a new play.
I am an avocational archaeologist and I take parts of my collection of several thousand Indian artifacts (personal finds) to schools, nature centers, libraries etc. and talk about the 20,000 year history of The First people in Illinois. (See link to website)
I'm also a playwright (eleven plays produced), musician, historian (authority on the Underground Railroad in Illinois, the Tuskegee Airmen) and teacher.
