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Author: BONTEMPS, ARNA
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Bontemps, Arna    Poet's Biography
29 poems available by this author


A BLACK MAN TALKS OF REAPING    Poem Text    
First Line: I have sown beside all waters in my day
Subject(s): African Americans; Negroes; American Blacks


A NOTE OF HUMILITY    Poem Text    
First Line: When all our hopes are sown on stony ground
Last Line: An hour or two, but it will not be soon
Subject(s): African Americans; Liberty; Time; Negroes; American Blacks


BLACK MAN TALKS OF REAPING       
First Line: I have sown beside all waters in my day
Last Line: They have not sown, and feed on bitter fruit
Subject(s): African Americans


BLIGHT    Poem Text    
First Line: I have seen a lovely thing
Last Line: But I hear the beating of dead boughs.


CLOSE YOUR EYES!       
First Line: Go through the gates with closed eyes
Last Line: And every face you ever loved forget. %close your eyes; walk bravely through


DARK GIRL       
First Line: Easy on your drums, %easy wind and rain
Last Line: Easy wind and rain- %your dancing girl is dead


DAY-BREAKERS       
First Line: We are not come to wage a strife
Last Line: Yet would we die as some have done: %beating a way for the rising sun
Subject(s): African Americans


GETHSEMANE    Poem Text    
First Line: All that night I walked alone and wept
Last Line: I said your name but silence answered me
Subject(s): African Americans; Gethsemane; Negroes; American Blacks


GETHSEMANE       
First Line: All that night I walked alone and wept
Last Line: I said your name but silence answered me
Subject(s): African Americans; Gethsemane


GOD GIVE TO MEN       
First Line: God give the yellow man


GOLGOTHA IS A MOUNTAIN, A PURPLE MOUND       
First Line: Golgotha is a mountain, a purple mound


HOMING    Poem Text    
First Line: Sweet timber land
Last Line: And screaming bitterly?


IDOLATRY       
First Line: You have been good to me, I give you this


LANCELOT       
First Line: The fruit of the orchard is over-ripe, elaine
Last Line: Least of all in the day of falling fruit
Subject(s): Arthurian Legend; Arthur, King


LANCELOT       
First Line: The fruit of the orchard is over-ripe, elaine
Subject(s): Arthurian Legend


LENGTH OF MOON       
First Line: Then the golden hour


MIRACLES       
First Line: Doubt no longer miracles
Last Line: Walking on the sea


MY HEART HAS KNOWN ITS WINTER    Poem Text    
First Line: A little while spring will claim its own
Last Line: My heart has known its winterand carried gall
Subject(s): African Americans; Negroes; American Blacks


MY HEART HAS KNOWN ITS WINTER       
First Line: A little while spring will claim its own
Last Line: My heart has known its winter and carried gall
Subject(s): African Americans


NOCTURNE AT BETHESDA    Poem Text    
First Line: I thought I saw an angel flying low
Subject(s): African Americans; Bible; Religion; Negroes; American Blacks; Theology


NOCTURNE AT BETHESDA       
First Line: I thought I saw an angel flying low
Last Line: You are sad. It is the same with me
Subject(s): African Americans; Bible; Religion


NOTE OF HUMILITY       
First Line: When all our hopes are sown on stony ground
Last Line: An hour or two, but it will not be soon
Subject(s): African Americans


RECONNAISSANCE       
First Line: After the cloud embankments
Last Line: In latitudes where storms are born


RETURN       
First Line: Once more, listening to the wind and rain
Last Line: A question shapes your lips, your eyes glisten %retaining tears, but there are no more words


SOUTHERN MANSION    Poem Text    
First Line: Poplars are standing there still as death
Subject(s): African Americans; Haunted Houses; Southern States; Supernatural; Negroes; American Blacks; South (u.s.)


SOUTHERN MANSION       
First Line: Poplars are standing there still as death
Last Line: They have broken roses down %and poplars stand there still as death
Subject(s): African Americans; Haunted Houses; Southern States; Supernatural


THE DAY-BREAKERS    Poem Text    
First Line: We are not come to wage a strife
Subject(s): African Americans; Negroes; American Blacks


TO A YOUNG GIRL LEAVING THE HILL COUNTRY       
First Line: The hills are wroth; the stones have scored you bitterly


TREE DESIGN       
First Line: A tree is more than a shadow