Poems by Robert Hayden
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El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X)
... O masks and metamorphoses of Ahab, Native SonIThe icy evil that struck his father down ...
Frederick Douglass
... When it is finally ours, this freedom, this liberty, this beautiful ...
Full Moon
... planted seeds, trimmed their hair,Pierced their ears for gold hoop earrings ...
Middle Passage
... and they cast lots and fought to lie with her: "That when the Bo's'n piped all hands, the flames ...
Monet's Waterlilies
... O light beheld as through refracting tears ...
O Daedalus, Fly Away Home
... O cleave the air fly away home My gran, he flew back to Africa, ...
Perseus
... Her sleeping head with its great gelid mass ...
Runagate Runagate
... f a voice in the talking leaves: Come ride-a my train Oh that train, ghost-story train ...
Soledad
... dryweeps the pain his treacherous jailershave released him from for a while ...
The Prisoners
... splotched green walls, high windows barred where the dispossessed awaited us ...
The Whipping
... and the boy sobs in his room,And the woman leans muttering against ...
Those Winter Sundays
... fearing the chronic angers of that house,Speaking indifferently to him, ...
Witch Doctor
... II Meanwhile his mother, priestess in gold lamé ...
The Ballad of Nat Turner
... For the wheel in a turning wheel which is time ...
Mourning Poem for the Queen of Sunday
... to help with struggling and doing without and being colored ...
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