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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LADY, LADY, by ANNE SPENCER Poet's Biography
First Line: Lady, lady, I saw your face
Last Line: Where the good god sits to spangle through.
Alternate Author Name(s): Bannister, Anne Bethel Scales
Subject(s): African Americans - Women
First Line: Lady, lady, I saw your face
Last Line: Where the good god sits to spangle through.
Alternate Author Name(s): Bannister, Anne Bethel Scales
Subject(s): African Americans - Women
Lady, Lady, I saw your face,
Dark as night withholding a star . . .
The chisel fell, or it might have been
You had borne so long the yoke of men.
Lady, Lady, I saw your hands,
Twisted, awry, like crumpled roots,
Bleached poor white in a sudsy tub,
Wrinkled and drawn from your rub-a-dub.
Lady, Lady, I saw your heart,
And altared there in its darksome place
Were the tongues of flame the ancients knew,
Where the good God sits to spangle through.
Other Poems of Interest...
BLUES ALABAMA by MICHAEL S. HARPER
BLACK WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON
FOREDOOM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON
WHO SAID IT WAS SIMPLE by AUDRE LORDE
ELIZABETH KECKLEY: 30 YEARS A SLAVE AND 4 YEARS IN THE WHITE HOUSE by E. ETHELBERT MILLER
ON DIVERSE DEVIATIONS by MAYA ANGELOU
HYMN FOR LANIE POO by AMIRI BARAKA
THE DREAM SONGS: 68 by JOHN BERRYMAN