Category: United States
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“Dunbar” by Anne Spencer (1882 – 1975)
Dunbar BY ANNE SPENCER Ah, how poets sing and die! Make one song and Heaven takes it; Have one heart and Beauty breaks it; Chatterton, Shelley, Keats and I— Ah, how poets sing and die!
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“At the Carnival” by Anne Spencer (1882 – 1975)
“…There, too, were games of chance With chances for none; But oh! Girl-of-the-Tank, at last!”
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“First Fig” by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1982 – 1950)
“First Fig” BY Edna St. Vincent Millay My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light!
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“The Blue-Flag in the Bog” by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 – 1950)
“The Blue-Flag in the Bog” BY Edna St. Vincent Millay GOD had called us, and we came; Our loved Earth to ashes left; Heaven was a neighbor’s house, Open flung to us, bereft. Gay the lights of Heaven showed, And ’twas God who walked ahead; Yet I wept along the road, Wanting my own house…
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“Dead Fires” by Jessie Redmon Fauset (1882 – 1961)
The long-drawn dreary day, the night’s white wake, Better the choking sigh, the sobbing breath Than passion’s death!
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“And What Shall You Say?” by Joseph S. Cotter, Jr.
“Lord, I do not hate, I am hated. I scourge no one, I am scourged…”
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“A Poem for My Mom” by Teyuna T. Darris
“A Poem for My Mom” I’m thankful to the God Who gave me to my mom. And, touched her heart to give me hugs, And, kiss my forehead and my thumbs….”
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“I Have a Rendevous With Life” by Countee Cullen (1903 – 1946)
“I have a rendezvous with Life, In days I hope will come,…
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“Acquainted with the Night” by Robert Frost (1874–1963)
I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
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Poem: “When I Heard the Learned Astronomer” by Walt Whitman (1819 – 1892)
When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, Till…