Romance Son?mbulo (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows ...
In dark fens of the Dismal Swamp The hunted Negro lay; He saw the fire of the midnight camp, And ...
Loud he sang the psalm of David! He, a Negro and enslaved, Sang of Israel's victory, Sang of Zion, bright ...
OH, England is a pleasant place for them that 's rich and high; But England is a cruel place for ...
A delicate young Negro stands With the reins of a horse clutched loosely in his hands; So delicate, indeed, that ...
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darkness and the darkness thicketed with shapes of terror and the hunters ...
When it is finally ours, this freedom, this liberty, this beautiful and terrible thing, needful to man as air, usable ...
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then! I'm mad and disgusted With ...
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon, I heard a Negro play. Down on ...
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long dark way That I had to climb, ...
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on ...
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
TO MISS GRACE KING Down in the old French quarter, Just out of Rampart street, I wend my way At ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Malay -- took the Pearl -- Not -- I -- the Earl -- I -- feared the Sea -- ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Shh! on a twine hung from disastered trees Henry is swinging his daughter. They seem drunk. Over across them look ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly ...
At on time, in America, many years ago, Large gray wolves wont to wander to and fro; And from the ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
I hear the halting footsteps of a lass In Negro Harlem when the night lets fall Its veil. I see ...
No more for you the city's thorny ways, The ugly corners of the Negro belt; The miseries and pains of ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
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