Quotation by Arna Bontemps

Yet what I sowed and what the orchard yields
My brother's sons are gathering stalk and root,
Small wonder then my children glean in fields
They have not sown, and feed on bitter fruit.
Arna Bontemps (1902–1973), U.S. writer. A Black Man Talks of Reaping (l. 9–12). . .

Poetry of the Negro, The, 1746–1970. Langston Hughes and Arna Bontemps, eds. (Rev. ed., 1970) Doubleday & Company.
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