Countee Cullen

Countee Cullen

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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With two white roses on her breasts,
White candles at head and feet,
Dark Madonna of the grave she rests;
Lord Death has found her sweet
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What is Africa to me:
Copper sun or scarlet sea,
Jungle star or jungle track,
Strong bronzed men, or regal
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Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;
I saw a
Keep looking straight at me
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I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth,
And laid them away in a box of gold;
Where long will cling the lips of the moth,
I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth;
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This is not water running here,
These thick rebellious
That hurtle flesh and bone past
Down alleyways of
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She went to buy a brand new hat,
And she was ugly, black, and fat:"This red becomes you well," they said,
And perched it high upon her head
And then they laughed behind her
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She even thinks that up in heaven    Her class lies late and
While poor black cherubs rise at seven    To do celestial chores
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