by Langston Hughes I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother.They send me to eat in the kitchenWhen company comes,But I laugh,And eat well,And grow strong. Tomorrow,I’ll be at the tableWhen company comes.Nobody’ll…
If I should die by Emily Dickinson 54 If I should die,And you should live—And time should gurgle on—And morn should beam—And noon should burn—As it has usual done—If Birds should build as earlyAnd Bees as bustling go—…
I want you to knowone thing. You know how this is:if I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashor the wrinkled body of the log,everything carr…
She’s young, she said,But look at me,I have pretty ankles,And look at my wrists, I have prettyWristsO my god,I thought it was all working,And now it’s her again,Every time she phones you go crazy,You told me it was ov…
I’m nobody! Who are you? by Emily Dickinson I’m nobody! Who are you?Are you nobody, too?Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell!They’d advertise — you know! How dreary to be somebody!How public like a frogTo tell one’s…
In my sky at twilight you are like a cloudand your form and colour are the way I love them.You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lipsand in your life my infinite dreams live. The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,the sour…