Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured [ ] that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
1921
Regular
Harlem Renaissance
2023
2024
Poems of Place
Poetic Form
Strength & Resilience
Personification
the attribution of human qualities to a non-human thing
Rhyme
correspondence of sound between words or the endings of words, especially when these are used at the ends of lines of poetry
Sonnet
A poem with fourteen lines that traditionally uses a fixed rhyme scheme and meter.