James D. Corrothers; Crisis, October 1915
A curious giant, years ago,
Blind and black, down the Valley of Woe.
Untutored, and groping in primal night,
He fondled the harp, with a child’s delight. Continue reading
James D. Corrothers; Crisis, October 1915
A curious giant, years ago,
Blind and black, down the Valley of Woe.
Untutored, and groping in primal night,
He fondled the harp, with a child’s delight. Continue reading
Paul Lawrence Dunbar [from Century Magazine]; Cleveland Gazette, February 22, 1902
Pray why are you so bare,
O bough of the old oak-tree;
And why, when I go through the shade you throw,
Runs a shudder over me? Continue reading