Claude McKay

Claude McKay

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

Home Thoughts

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Oh something just now must be happening there
That suddenly and quiveringly here,
Amid the city's noises,
I must think Of mangoes leaning o'er the river's brink,
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A Red Flower

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Your lips are like a southern lily red, Wet with the soft rain-kisses of the night,
In which the brown bee buries deep its head, When still the dawn's a silver sea of light
Your lips betray the secret of your soul, The dark delicious ess...
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The Citys Love

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For one brief golden moment rare like wine,
The gracious city swept across the line;
Oblivious of the color of my skin,
Forgetting that I was an alien guest,
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When I Have Passed Away

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When I have passed away and am forgotten, And no one living can recall my face,
When under alien sod my bones lie rotten With not a tree or stone to mark the place;
Perchance a pensive youth, with passion burning, For olden verse that sm...
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The Snow Fairy

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I Throughout the afternoon I watched them there,
Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky,
Whirling fantastic in the misty air,
Contending fierce for space supremacy
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If We Must Die

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If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursèd lot
If we must die,
O let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be...
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To One Coming North

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At first you'll joy to see the playful snow, Like white moths trembling on the tropic air,
Or waters of the hills that softly flow Gracefully falling down a shining stair
And when the fields and streets are covered white And the wind-wor...
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