Countee Cullen

(30 May 1903 – 9 January 1946 / New York)

Countee Cullen Quotes

    Yet Do I Marvel

    I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind
    And did He stoop to quibble could tell why
    The little buried mole continues blind,
    Why flesh that mirrors Him must some day die,
    Make plain the reason tortured Tantalus
    Is baited by the fickle fruit, declare
    If merely brute caprice dooms Sisyphus
    To struggle up a never-ending stair.
    Inscrutable His ways are, and immune

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