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Claude McKay

Go spill your beauty on the laughing faces Of happy flowers that bloom a thousand hues, Waiting on tiptoe in the wilding spaces, To drink your wine mixed with sweet drafts of dews. — Claude McKay, from “A Song of the Moon.” Complete Poems. (University of Illinois Press; annotated edition edition June 18, 2008)

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American Literature · Anthology · Classic · Collection · Excerpt · Fragment · Harlem Renaissance · Jamaican-American Culture · Jamaican-American Literature · Passage · Poetry

Claude McKay

Your lips betray the secret of your soul, The dark delicious essence that is you, A mystery of life, the flaming goal I seek through mazy pathways strange and new. — Claude McKay, from “A Red Flower,” Complete Poems. (University of Illinois Press January 23, 2004)

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