Category: America
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Book Release: Stuff I Wrote from My Heart
by Teyuna Darris Exciting News: My First Poetry Chapbook is Now Available on Amazon! ๐ Dear Good Poetry Community, I am so happy and grateful to share some exciting news with you, today I self-published my poetry chapbook, entitled, “Stuff I Wrote from My Heart— Part One: The Ingenue. This collection is now available on…
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“I Hear America Singing”
by Walt Whitman I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,The boatman singing what belongs to him in…
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“Paul Revere’s Ride”
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Listen, my children, and you shall hearOf the midnight ride of Paul Revere,On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-Five:Hardly a man is now aliveWho remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, โIf the British marchBy land or sea from the town to-night,Hang a lantern aloft in the…
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An Appeal to Women
“We are thy sisters, Oh, woman, woman in thy brightest hour Of conscious worth, of pride, of conscious power”
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“The Slave’s Complaint”
“Am I sadly cast aside, On misfortune’s rugged tide? Will the world my pains deride Forever?”
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Verse Written in the Album of Mademoiselle–
The evening star that in the vaulted skies Sweetly sparkles, gently flashes,
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Songs for the People
by Ellen Watkins Harper Let me make the songs for the people, Songs for the old and young;Songs to stir like a battle-cry Wherever they are sung.Not for the clashing of sabres, For carnage nor for strife;But songs to thrill the hearts of men With more abundant life.Let me make the songs for the weary,…
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“Beehive”
“Silver bees intently buzzing, Silver honey dripping from the swarm of bees Earth is a waxen cell of the world comb,”— from “Beehive” by Jean Toomer
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A Song for Myself
“The corn Will fat A hog Or rat:” — from “A Song for Myself” by Melvin B. Tolson
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“Lift Every Voice and Sing”
“God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, Thou who has brought us thus far on the way; Thou who has by Thy might Led us into the light,” — excerpt from “Lift Every Voice and Sing” by James Weldon Johnson