Hunting Song (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
Tek a cool night, good an' cleah, Skiff o' snow upon de groun'; Jes' 'bout fall-time o' de yeah W'en de leaves is ...
Tek a cool night, good an' cleah, Skiff o' snow upon de groun'; Jes' 'bout fall-time o' de yeah W'en de leaves is ...
Dey was hard times jes fo' Christmas round our neighborhood one year;So we held a secret meetin', whah de white ...
At Wibsey Slack lived modest Jack, No daat yo knew him weel;His cheeks wor red, his een wor black, His limbs wor ...
You 'll be wonderin' whut 's de reason I 's a grinnin' all de time, An' I guess you t'ink my sperits Mus' ...
Almost every other evening jest as reg'lar as the clockWhen we're settin' down ter supper, wife and I, there comes ...
(A Warning)'Simmons ripenin' in de fall,You better run,Brudder 'Possum, run!Mockin' bird commence to call,You better run, Brudder 'Possum, git out ...
STEP wid de banjo an' glide wid de fiddle,Dis ain' no time fu' to pottah an' piddle;Fu' Christmas is comin', ...
W'en de leaves begin to fall,An' de fros' is on de ground,An' de 'simmons is a-ripenin' on de tree;W'en I ...
_Bro. Simmons_"Walk right in Brother Wilson--how you feelin' today?"_Bro. Wilson_"Jes Mod'rate, Brother Simmons, but den I ginnerly feels dat way."_Bro. ...
The shades of night were falling fast,As through an Eastern village passedA youth who bore, through dust and heat,A stencil-plate, ...
The white men played all sorts of jokes on me.They took big fish off my hookAnd put little ones on, ...
Barbarous insult to Yeats' memory and Claudel's Allen, thank God you are dead, you who breathed the air of Apollinaire, ...
Arriving for a reading an hour too early: Ruefully, the general manager stopped putting out the chairs. "You don't get ...
(or 'Huddersfield the Second Poetry Capital of England Re-visited') What was it Janice Simmons said to me as James lay ...
Sitting in outpatients With my own minor ills Dawn's depression lifts To the lilt of amitryptilene, A double dose for ...
Alone in Sutton with Fynbos my orange cat A long weekend of wind and rain drowning The tumultuous flurry of ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
The white men played all sorts of jokes on me. They took big fish off my hook And put little ...
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