Claude McKay

(15 September 1889 – 22 May 1948 / Clarendon)

Poems of Claude McKay

21. French Leave 1/3/2003
22. Futility 1/3/2003
23. Harlem Shadows 1/3/2003
24. Heritage 1/3/2003
25. Home Thoughts 1/3/2003
26. Homing Swallows 1/3/2003
27. I Know My Soul 1/3/2003
28. I Shall Return 1/3/2003
29. If We Must Die 1/3/2003
30. In Bondage 1/3/2003
31. Jasmines 1/3/2003
32. Joy in the Woods 3/21/2012
33. La Paloma in London 1/3/2003
34. Memorial 1/3/2003
35. Morning Joy 1/3/2003
36. My Mother 1/3/2003
37. North and South 1/3/2003
38. O Word I Love to Sing 1/3/2003
39. On a Primitive Canoe 1/3/2003
40. On Broadway 1/3/2003

Flame-Heart

So much have I forgotten in ten years,
So much in ten brief years! I have forgot
What time the purple apples come to juice,
And what month brings the shy forget-me-not.
I have forgot the special, startling season
Of the pimento's flowering and fruiting;
What time of year the ground doves brown the fields
And fill the noonday with their curious fluting.
I have forgotten much, but still remember

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