#Americans #Blacks
In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are doors of paper Dust of dingy atoms Blows a scratchy sound. Amorphous jack—o’—Lanterns caper
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal… It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up,
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
