Potential Titles: Arna Bontemps

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I have sown beside all water - Arna Bontemps "A Black Man Talks of Reaping"

Planted safe against this stark, lean year - Arna Bontemps "A Black Man Talks of Reaping"

My children glean in fields they have not sown - Arna Bontemps "A Black Man Talks of Reaping"

And feed on bitter fruit - Arna Bontemps "A Black Man Talks of Reaping"

Beating barren twigs together - Arna Bontemps "Blight"

But I hear the beating of dead boughs - Arna Bontemps "Blight"

Stark before a whip of weather - Arna Bontemps "Blight"

Go through the gates with closed eyes - Arna Bontemps "Close Your Eyes!"

Drop the axe and leave the timber - Arna Bontemps "Close Your Eyes!"

Every face you ever loved forget - Arna Bontemps "Close Your Eyes!"

To waste the life against a stubborn will - Arna Bontemps "The Day-Breakers"

Beating a way for the rising sun - Arna Bontemps "The Day-Breakers"

I said your name but silence answered - Arna Bontemps "Gethsemane"

An easy breeze at blossom time - Arna Bontemps "God Give to Men"

To cover every land and dream of afterwhile - Arna Bontemps "God Give to Men"

But only fill afresh his meed of laughter, his cup of tears - Arna Bontemps "God Give to Men"

God suffer little men the taste of soul's desire - Arna Bontemps "God Give to Men"

Blurring on the borders of the sky - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

And dreamed of legend and of death - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

To touch the pieces of glory with our hands - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

Unhappy hills, bowed down with broken backs - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

The caravan that bore our queen to the courts of Solomon - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

Dust shall yet devour the stones - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

Beneath each one there is something buried - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

Some pile of wreckage that started it there - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

Fragrant stream where thirsty creatures go - Arna Bontemps "Homing"

A wild bird riding the wind and screaming bitterly - Arna Bontemps "Homing"

Moles have gnawed the rose tree at its root - Arna Bontemps "Lancelot"

The flame will go down in the flower - Arna Bontemps "Length of Moon"

A briefer length of moon - Arna Bontemps "Length of Moon"

Tender grass will hide the rugged stone - Arna Bontemps "My Heart Has Known Its Winter"

My still heart will sing a little while - Arna Bontemps "My Heart Has Known Its Winter"

My heart has known its winter and carried gall - Arna Bontemps "My Heart Has Known Its Winter"

Wash me with a wave of wind upon the barley - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

And in the waterfall stand and speak - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

Fear of quiet waters and of faint twilights - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

Above the place where I lie desolate - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

I may pass through centuries of death - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

Held a rich full moon upon your heart - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

And listened to the words of men now dead - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne at Bethesda"

Little ships that are too worn for sailing - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne of the Wharves"

The sea-green shadows of your dream - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne of the Wharves"

For I have loved the cities of the sea - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne of the Wharves"

And I have broken down before the wind - Arna Bontemps "Nocturne of the Wharves"

Treasured rain falling on dark ground - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

And summer trembling on a withered vine - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

The friendly ghost that was your love and mind - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

Darkness hangs our room with pendulums - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

Retained from those lost nights our fathers slept - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

And tread our dreams beneath the jungle sky - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

Let us dance by metal waters burned with gold - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

When first you passed beneath the jungle tapestries - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

Let us go back and search the tangled dream - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

How early darkness comes to dreams - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

Following the track of blowing leaves and cool white rain - Arna Bontemps "The Return"

Ghosts of dead men meet their ladies walking - Arna Bontemps "Southern Mansion"

Walking two by two beneath the shade - Arna Bontemps "Southern Mansion"

Music echoing through the open door - Arna Bontemps "Southern Mansion"

The years go back with an iron clank - Arna Bontemps "Southern Mansion"

They have broken roses down - Arna Bontemps "Southern Mansion"

And poplars stand there still as death - Arna Bontemps "Southern Mansion"

The stones have scored you bitterly - Arna Bontemps "To a Young Girl Leaving the Hill Country"

A day wherein remembered sun alone comes through - Arna Bontemps "To a Young Girl Leaving the Hill Country"

Feeling something of this country in her bones - Arna Bontemps "To a Young Girl Leaving the Hill Country"

Come back to seek the girl she was in these familiar stones - Arna Bontemps "To a Young Girl Leaving the Hill Country"

Ink spilled on the fringe of white clouds - Arna Bontemps "A Tree Design"

A blighted winter bough where love and music used to be - Arna Bontemps "A Tree Design"


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