#AmericanWriters
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
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 woke up this mornin’ ’Bout half-past three. All the womens in town Was gathered round me. Sweet gals was a-moanin’,
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…
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
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…
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
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.…
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely: