#AmericanWriters
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
From Christ to Ghandi Appears this truth— St. Francis of Assisi Proves it, too: Goodness becomes grandeur
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
I’m all alone in this world, she s… Ain’t got nobody to share my bed, Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand— The truth of the matter’s I ain’t got no man.
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal… It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up,
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… flow of human blood in human veins My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da…
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people