Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

401. A Lazy Day 4/2/2010
402. Confirmation 1/3/2003
403. A Sailor's Song 4/2/2010
404. A Lost Dream 4/2/2010
405. Old 1/3/2003
406. A Death Song 4/2/2010
407. In The Morning 4/2/2010
408. A Confidence 4/2/2010
409. Encouraged 12/31/2002
410. A Negro Love Song 1/1/2004
411. Common Things 1/3/2003
412. Frederick Douglass 3/10/2003
413. When Malindy Sings 1/20/2003
414. Ships That Pass In The Night 1/1/2004
415. Little Brown Baby 1/1/2004
416. Douglass 1/3/2003
417. A Choice 1/3/2003
418. If I Could But Forget 1/3/2003
419. Morning 12/31/2002
420. Summer In The South 1/3/2003
421. Sympathy 1/3/2003
422. A Golden Day 12/31/2002
423. Life's Tragedy 1/3/2003
424. We Wear The Mask 1/20/2003

Comments about Paul Laurence Dunbar

  • Whitt Bell (4/6/2007 1:41:00 PM)

    I have never in my life until the 9th grade poem project heard about this guy. I think he should of given up his life. I dont like him.

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Best Poem of Paul Laurence Dunbar

Summer In The South

The Oriole sings in the greening grove
As if he were half-way waiting,
The rosebuds peep from their hoods of green,
Timid, and hesitating.
The rain comes down in a torrent sweep
And the nights smell warm and pinety,
The garden thrives, but the tender shoots
Are yellow-green and tiny.
Then a flash of sun on a waiting hill,
Streams laugh that erst were quiet,
The sky smiles down with a dazzling blue
And the woods run mad with riot.

Read the full of Summer In The South

Signs Of The Times

Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah,
Frost a-comin' in de night,
Hicka' nuts an' wa'nuts fallin',
Possum keepin' out o' sight.
Tu'key struttin' in de ba'nya'd,
Nary a step so proud ez his;
Keep on struttin', Mistah Tu'key,
Yo' do' know whut time it is.
Cidah press commence a-squeakin'

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