#AmericanWriters
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!
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… flow of human blood in human veins My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da…
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
Let’s go see Old Abe Sitting in the marble and the moon… Sitting lonely in the marble and t… Quiet for ten thousand centuries,… Quiet for a million, million years…
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,
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment
The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand