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Margaret Walker's Poetry, by first line

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  • Love Song for Alex
    My monkey-wrench man is my sweet patootie;
    the lover of my life, my youth and age.
    14 lines
  • Dark Blood
    I sucked fevers of adventure through my veins with my
    mother's milk.
    19 lines
  • I Want To Write
    I want to frame their dreams
    into words;
    17 lines, 2 comments
  • We Have Been Believers
    Our song has filled the twilight and our hope has
    heralded the dawn.
    38 lines, 1 comment
  • Molly Means
    Sometimes at night through the shadowy trees
    She rides along on a winter breeze.
    58 lines
  • Southern Song
    I want my body bathed again by southern suns,
    I want my rest unbroken in the fields of southern earth;
    16 lines
  • Sorrow Home
    My roots are deep in southern life; deeper than John Brown
    or Nat Turner or Robert Lee. I was sired and weaned
    18 lines
  • For My People
    For my people everywhere singing their slave songs
    58 lines, 2 comments
  • Delta
    Only the naked arm of Time can measure the ground we know and thresh the air we breathe.
    145 lines
  • October Journey
    A few red apples hang on leafless boughs;
    wind whips bushes briskly
    71 lines, 1 comment
  • Childhood
    I also lived in low cotton country
    where moonlight hovered over ripe haystacks,
    14 lines
  • Big John Henry
    This here's a tale of a sho-nuff man
    Whut lived one time in the delta lan'
    34 lines
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