About Soho we went before the light; We went, unresting six, craving new fun, New scenes, new raptures for the fevered night Of rollicking laughter, drink and song, was done. The vault was void, but for the dawn's great star That shed upon our path its silver flame, When La Paloma on a low guitar Abruptly from a darkened casement came. -- Harlem! All else a blank, I saw the hall, And you in your red shoulder sash come dancing With Val, against me careless by the wall, Your burning coffee-colored eyes keen glancing Aslant at mine, proud in your golden glory! I loved you, Cuban girl, fond sweet Diory. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEARS AT RASPBERRY TIME by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SACHEM OF THE CLOUDS (A THANKSGIVING LEGEND) by ROBERT FROST A POEM FROM BOULDER RIDGE by JAMES GALVIN DRIVING INTO LARAMIE by JAMES GALVIN EXPLICATION OF AN IMAGINARY TEXT by JAMES GALVIN NOBODY'S LOOKIN' BUT DE OWL AND DE MOON (A NEGRO SERENADE) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ACROSS THE RED SKY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |