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Claude McKay's Poetry, by popularity

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  • The Tired Worker
    O whisper, O my soul!--the afternoon
    Is waning into evening--whisper soft!
    14 lines
  • Two-An'-Six
    Merry voices chatterin',
    Nimble feet dem patterin',
    147 lines
  • To The White Fiends
    Think you I am not fiend and savage too?
    Think you I could not arm me with a gun
    14 lines
  • O Word I Love to Sing
    O word I love to sing! thou art too tender
    For all the passions agitating me;
    12 lines
  • When Dawn Comes to the City
    The tired cars go grumbling by,
    The moaning, groaning cars,
    44 lines
  • La Paloma in London
    About Soho we went before the light;
    We went, unresting six, craving new fun,
    14 lines
  • Polarity
    Nay, why reproach each other, be unkind,
    For there's no plane on which we two may meet?
    8 lines
  • To a Poet
    There is a lovely noise about your name,
    Above the shoutings of the city clear,
    12 lines
  • Poetry
    Sometimes I tremble like a storm-swept flower,
    And seek to hide my tortured soul from thee.
    14 lines
  • Summer Morn in New Hampshire
    All yesterday it poured, and all night long
    I could not sleep; the rain unceasing beat
    16 lines
  • The Plateau
    It was the silver, heart-enveloping view
    Of the mysterious sea-line far away,
    16 lines
  • Through Agony
    I
    All night, through the eternity of night,
    30 lines
  • On the Road
    Roar of the rushing train fearfully rocking,
    Impatient people jammed in line for food,
    14 lines
  • One Year After
    I
    Not once in all our days of poignant love,
    30 lines
  • Rest in Peace
    No more for you the city's thorny ways,
    The ugly corners of the Negro belt;
    12 lines
  • The Night-Fire
    No engines shrieking rescue storm the night,
    And hose and hydrant cannot here avail;
    14 lines
  • Memorial
    Your body was a sacred cell always,
    A jewel that grew dull in garish light,
    24 lines
  • Spring in New Hampshire
    Too green the springing April grass,
    Too blue the silver-speckled sky,
    12 lines
  • Jasmines
    Your scent is in the room.
    Swiftly it overwhelms and conquers me!
    15 lines
  • French Leave
    No servile little fear shall daunt my will
    This morning. I have courage steeled to say
    20 lines
  • Subway Wind
    Far down, down through the city's great, gaunt gut,
    The gray train rushing bears the weary wind;
    16 lines
  • The Snow Fairy
    I
    Throughout the afternoon I watched them there,
    30 lines
  • To Winter
    Stay, season of calm love and soulful snows!
    There is a subtle sweetness in the sun,
    14 lines
  • The Negro's Friend
    There is no radical the Negro's friend
    Who points some other than the classic road
    15 lines, 1 comment
  • Wild May
    Aleta mentions in her tender letters,
    Among a chain of quaint and touching things,
    14 lines
  • Thirst
    My spirit wails for water, water now!
    My tongue is aching dry, my throat is hot
    14 lines
  • The Wild Goat
    O you would clothe me in silken frocks
    And house me from the cold,
    8 lines
  • Tormented
    I will not reason, wrestle here with you,
    Though you pursue and worry me about;
    12 lines
  • My Mother
    I
    Reg wished me to go with him to the field,
    30 lines
  • On a Primitive Canoe
    Here, passing lonely down this quiet lane,
    Before a mud-splashed window long I pause
    14 lines
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