SHADDER in de valley Sunlight on de hill, Sut'ny wish dat locus' Knowed how to be still. Don't de heat already Mek a body hum, 'Dout dat insec' sayin' Hottah days to come? Fiel' 's a shinin' yaller Wid de bendin' grain, Guinea hen a callin', Now 's de time fu' rain; Shet yo' mouf, you rascal, Wha' 's de use to cry? You do' see no rain clouds Up dah in de sky. Dis hyeah sweat 's been po'in' Down my face sence dawn; Ain't hit time we 's hyeahin' Dat ah dinnah ho'n? Go on, Ben an' Jaspah, Lif' yo' feet an' fly, Hit out fu' de shadder Fo' I drap an' die. Hongry, lawd a' mussy, Hongry as a baih, Seems lak I hyeah dinnah Callin' evahwhaih; Daih 's de ho'n a blowin'! Let dat cradle swing, One mo' sweep, den da'kies, Beat me to de spring! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 20 by THOMAS CAMPION THE SAD SONG, FR. THE CAPTAIN by JOHN FLETCHER MY AUNT by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES FAIRYLAND (1) by EDGAR ALLAN POE POVERTY PARTS GUDE COMPANIE by JOANNA BAILLIE |