Countee Cullen knew you, and you nectared him
Lambent voice when Harlem was wrapped in night
Artist and rebel, African singer of Grecian hymn
Umbilical to Jamaica, nightingale in Nietzschean flight
Deny not the laurels I lay at your feet
Encourage me to measure as I sing your feat.
Mentor of Langston from the village desk
Chronicler of blackness in its untenderness
Kingston remembers your ballads and text
Ark of nation language, before the temptress
Yarned with the tongue that feeds our bitterness.
Categories:
untenderness, art
Form: Acrostic
Fresh winds swifting through the trees
butterfly their blossoms into blizzards of joy.
Blinded to all untenderness I feel the wings descending,
ascending spirit of life in me at one with the spring's caress---
a blossom of blossoms, a blizzard of blizzards, and the light of light.
I close my eyes and feel the cooling flames about me swirling
and swirling, and again open them to the storm unceasing,
passionately growing in low green bush and tree.
Then, hush! the wind is still.
All about me the pink and white blanketing blossoms spread.
Categories:
untenderness, natureme, me,
Form: Lyric