#AmericanWriters
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
My old man’s a white old man And my old mother’s black. If ever I cursed my white old man I take my curses back. If ever I cursed my black old mot…
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
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 your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is… (America never was America to me.…