African Americans -- Poetry
Once like a lady In a silken dress, The serpent might eddy Through the wilderness, Billow and glow And undulate In a rustling flow Of sinuous hate. Now dull-eyed and leaden, Of having lost His Eden He pays the cost. He shuns the tree That brought him low As grown to be Domesti...
Once like a lady In a silken dress, The serpent might eddy Through the wilderness, Billow and glow And undulate In a rustling flow Of sinuous hate. Now dull-eyed and leaden, Of...
2. Part 2I know of all the words I speak or write, Precious and woven of a vibrant sound, None ever snares your faith, intrigues you quite, Or sends you soaring from the solid ground. Yo...
3. Part 3But in my heart a shadow walked At beauty’s side; a terror stalked For prey this loveliness of time. A curse lay on this land and clime. For all my mother’s love of it, Prosperi...
4. Part 4I saw; I touched; yet doubted him; My fingers faltered down his slim Sides, down his breathing length of limb. Incredulous of sight and touch, “No more,” I cried, “this is too m...