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african american poetry

embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu estive pelo casement aberto
têm você não ouvido
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
como um homem despido mim vai
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite

 



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