Treasure Island

Claude McKay

(15 September 1889 – 22 May 1948 / Clarendon)

Poems of Claude McKay

61. The Snow Fairy 1/3/2003
62. The Spanish Needle 1/3/2003
63. The Tired Worker 1/3/2003
64. The Tropics in New York 1/3/2003
65. The White City 1/3/2003
66. The White House 1/20/2003
67. The Wild Goat 1/3/2003
68. Thirst 1/3/2003
69. Through Agony 1/3/2003
70. To a Poet 1/3/2003
71. To O.E.A. 1/3/2003
72. To One Coming North 1/3/2003
73. To Winter 1/3/2003
74. Tormented 1/3/2003
75. Two-An'-Six 4/3/2010
76. When Dawn Comes to the City 1/3/2003
77. When I Have Passed Away 1/3/2003
78. White Houses 1/3/2003
79. Wild May 1/3/2003
80. Winter in the Country 1/3/2003

To a Poet

There is a lovely noise about your name,
Above the shoutings of the city clear,
More than a moment's merriment, whose claim
Will greater grow with every mellowed year.

The people will not bear you down the street,
Dancing to the strong rhythm of your words,
The modern kings will throttle you to greet
The piping voice of artificial birds.

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