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The shivering birds beneath the eaves
Have sheltered for the night. The shivering birds beneath the eaves
Have sheltered for the night.

Claude McKay

birds

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Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,... - MORE 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 hell that tests my youth!

Claude McKay

America | Americans

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I have forgotten much, but still remember
The poinsettia's red, blood-red in warm December. I have forgotten much, but still remember
The poinsettia's red, blood-red in warm December.

Claude McKay

memory | flowers

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Oh some I know! I have embalmed the days,
Even the sacred moments when we played,... - MORE Oh some I know! I have embalmed the days,
Even the sacred moments when we played,
All innocent of passion, uncorrupt,
At noon and evening in the flame-heart's shade.

Claude McKay

memory | past, the

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Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack,
Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back! Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack,
Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!

Claude McKay

defiance | courage

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If we must die, O let us nobly die,
So that our precious blood may not be shed... - MORE If we must die, O let us nobly die,
So that our precious blood may not be shed
In vain; then even the monsters we defy
Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!

Claude McKay

death | nobility | defiance

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The wine-flushed, bold-eyed boys, and even the girls,
Devoured her with their eager, passionate gaze;... - MORE The wine-flushed, bold-eyed boys, and even the girls,
Devoured her with their eager, passionate gaze;
But looking at her falsely-smiling face,
I knew her self was not in that strange place.

Claude McKay

dancers | dancing | performance

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And, hungry for the old, familiar ways,
I turned aside and bowed my head and wept. And, hungry for the old, familiar ways,
I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.

Claude McKay

nostalgia | crying

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Deep in the secret chambers of my heart
I muse my life-long hate, and without flinch
I bear it nobly as I live my part. - MORE Deep in the secret chambers of my heart
I muse my life-long hate, and without flinch
I bear it nobly as I live my part.

Claude McKay

hate

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The pavement slabs burn loose beneath my feet,
A chafing savage, down the decent street;... - MORE The pavement slabs burn loose beneath my feet,
A chafing savage, down the decent street;
And passion rends my vitals as I pass,
Where boldly shines your shuttered door of glass.

Claude McKay

anger

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