Claude McKay

(15 September 1889 – 22 May 1948 / Clarendon)

The Harlem Dancer - Poem by Claude McKay

Applauding youths laughed with young prostitutes
And watched her perfect, half-clothed body sway;
Her voice was like the sound of blended flutes
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Comments about The Harlem Dancer by Claude McKay

  • Rookie Pckdragon Anonymous (5/12/2013 4:12:00 AM)


    poop is such a relief to do
    getting rid of all the crap in you

    food in your mouth
    shit out your south
    the cycle relentessly continue

    whether many or a few
    turds in you
    eject easily or slowly drag thru

    daily it's the same
    as your bowels proclaim
    'once again the shit is due! '

    this poem isn't profound
    about that lovely brown mound
    some in fact will think it crap
    and i humbly agree
    with all that's bottled up
    inside me (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 7 Points Sylva Portoian (11/4/2011 3:44:00 PM)

    Wikipedia Says...It is one of his best poems...
    And I feel the same
    He felt with his race
    With his girl friends
    Why they sell them selves...
    He was real poet...Honest
    Never a play boy (Report) Reply

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