The Loss of Love (Countee Cullen Poem)
All through an empty place I go, And find her not in any room; The candles and the lamps I ...
All through an empty place I go, And find her not in any room; The candles and the lamps I ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
My father is a quiet man With sober, steady ways; For simile, a folded fan; His nights are like his ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Some are teethed on a silver spoon, With the stars strung for a rattle; I cut my teeth as the ...
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