Jean Toomer Poems
- Her Lips Are Copper Wire whisper of yellow globes gleaming ...
- A Certain Man A certain man wishes to be a prince Of this ...
- People To those fixed on white, White is white, To those ...
- Reapers Black reapers with the sound of steel on stones Are ...
- A Portrait In Georgia Hair-braided chestnut, coiled like a ...
- Unsuspecting There is a natty kind of mind That slicks its ...
- November Cotton Flower Boll-weevil's coming, and the winter's...
Jean Toomer was an American poet and novelist and an important figure of the Harlem Renaissance. His first book Cane is considered by many as his most significant.
Life and Career
Toomer was born Nathan Eugene Pinchback Toomer in Washington, D.C. His father was a prosperous farmer, originally born into slavery in Hancock County, Georgia. Nina Pinchback was also of mixed ethnic descent. Her father was Louisiana Governor P. B. S. Pinchback, the first African American to become governor of a U.S. state. (Both of Toomer's maternal grandparents had white fathers. Pinchback's father was a planter and his mother was a mulatto slave who was freed before ... more »
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Her Lips Are Copper Wire
whisper of yellow globes
gleaming on lamp-posts that sway
like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog
and let your breath be moist against me
like bright beads on yellow globes
telephone the power-house
that the main wires are insulate
(her words play softly up and down
dewy corridors of billboards)
then with your tongue remove the tape
and press your lips to mine
till they are incandescent