Poems by Claude McKay
Winter in the Country
... Free limbs to see, the lesser trees' Bare hands to touch, the sparrow's cheep ...
Joy in the Woods
... A mere drudge! but what can one do ...
When I Have Passed Away
... For olden verse that smacks of love and wine, ...
White Houses
... Where boldly shines your shuttered door of glass ...
Two-An'-Six
... An' deir t'oughts were not on pain, ...
To The White Fiends
... Black of that black land where black deeds are done ...
America
... I love this cultured hell that tests my youth! ...
