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She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
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,