Classic poem of the day
There is a coarseness
In the songs of black men
Coarse as the songs
Of the sea,
There is a weird strangeness
In the songs of black men
Which sounds not strange
To me.
There is beauty
In the faces of black women,
Jungle beauty
And mystery
Dark hidden beauty
In the faces of black women,
Which only black men
Member poem of the day
Open his door. The shock the mind lives
and lives in freeze-frame is more
than this long and narrow room
can show; too long and narrow
to fit your understanding
of the shape of a room.
Church bell sounds disfigured through the window;
the rooftops, the other windows.
A layer of old words he smeared
only make themselves known
when held up to the moon,
are otherwise a lemon juice trick, nowhere.
Room drips with small superstit......
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