#AmericanWriters
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness— Touching my body of utter death— Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliv… The flaming source of your bright…
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da… I built my hut near the Congo and…
And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar
Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment