Rungate Rungate (Robert Hayden Poems)
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darknessand the darkness thicketed with shapes of terrorand the hunters pursuing and ...
Robert Hayden Poems (16 Poems)
Witch Doctor (Robert Hayden Poems)
IHe dines alone surrounded by reflectionsof himself. Then after sleep and benzedrinedescends the Cinquecento stair his magicwrought from hypochondria of ...
The Ballad Of Nat Turner (Robert Hayden Poems)
Then fled, O brethren, the wicked juba and wandered wandered farfrom curfew joys in the Dismal's night. Fool of St. Elmo's fireIn ...
Mourning Poem For The Queen Of Sunday (Robert Hayden Poems)
Lord's lost Him His mockingbird, His fancy warbler; Satan sweet-talked her, four bullets hushed her. Who would have thought she'd end that way?Four bullets hushed ...
Those Winter Sundays (Robert Hayden Poem)
Sundays too my father got up early And put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands ...
Runagate Runagate (Robert Hayden Poem)
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darkness and the darkness thicketed with shapes of terror and the hunters ...
Soledad (Robert Hayden Poem)
(And I, I am no longer of that world) Naked, he lies in the blinded room chainsmoking, cradled by drugs, ...
The Prisoners (Robert Hayden Poem)
Steel doors - guillotine gates - of the doorless house closed massively. We were locked in with loss. Guards frisked ...
The Whipping (Robert Hayden Poem)
The old woman across the way is whipping the boy again and shouting to the neighborhood her goodness and his ...
Perseus (Robert Hayden Poem)
Her sleeping head with its great gelid mass of serpents torpidly astir burned into the mirroring shield-- a scathing image ...
Frederick Douglass (Robert Hayden Poem)
When it is finally ours, this freedom, this liberty, this beautiful and terrible thing, needful to man as air, usable ...
Full Moon (Robert Hayden Poem)
No longer throne of a goddess to whom we pray, no longer the bubble house of childhood's tumbling Mother Goose ...
Middle Passage (Robert Hayden Poem)
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
Monet’s Waterlilies (Robert Hayden Poems)
Today as the news from Selma and Saigon poisons the air like fallout, I come again to see the serene, ...
O Daedalus, Fly Away Home (Robert Hayden Poem)
(For Maia and Julie) Drifting night in the Georgia pines, coonskin drum and jubilee banjo. Pretty Malinda, dance with me. ...
El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X) (Robert Hayden Poem)
O masks and metamorphoses of Ahab, Native Son I The icy evil that struck his father down and ravished his ...