#AmericanWriters
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…
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
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
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…
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know