Saturday, April 8, 2023

 April Is National Poetry Month 

Originally entitled “Dream Variation,” this poem first appeared in The Crisis Magazine in July 1924.

 Dream variations

To fling my arms wide

In some place of the sun,

To whirl and to dance

Till the white day is done.

Then rest at cool evening

Beneath a tall tree

While night comes on gently,

Dark like me--

That is my dream!

To fling my arms wide

In the face of the sun,

Dance! Whirl! Whirl!

Till the quick day is done.

Rest at pale evening...

A tall, slim tree...

Night coming tenderly

Black like me.

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