Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems

201. Bein' Back Home 4/2/2010
202. Ione 4/2/2010
203. Love's Chastening 4/2/2010
204. Love's Phases 4/2/2010
205. Love's Seasons 4/2/2010
206. Fulfillment 4/2/2010
207. Absence 4/2/2010
208. In Summer Time 4/2/2010
209. My Sort O' Man 4/2/2010
210. Ode For Memorial Day 4/2/2010
211. By Rugged Ways 4/2/2010
212. Farewell To Arcady 4/2/2010
213. Possum Trot 4/2/2010
214. Dat Ol' Mare O' Mine 4/2/2010
215. At Night 4/2/2010
216. Chrismus On The Plantation 4/2/2010
217. Preparation 4/2/2010
218. A Song (#3) 4/2/2010
219. A Spring Wooing 4/2/2010
220. A Preference 4/2/2010
221. Whip-Poor-Will And Katy-Did 4/2/2010
222. After Many Days 4/2/2010
223. Communion 4/2/2010
224. Love's Draft 4/2/2010
225. On The Death Of W. C. 4/2/2010
226. A Song (#2) 4/2/2010
227. Christmas In The Heart 4/2/2010
228. Evening 4/2/2010
229. How Lucy Backslid 4/2/2010
230. How Shall I Woo Thee 4/2/2010
231. Love Despoiled 4/2/2010
232. Rain-Songs 4/2/2010
233. To Dan 12/31/2002
234. Love 4/2/2010
235. Just Whistle A Bit 4/2/2010
236. When A Feller's Itching To Be Spanked 4/2/2010
237. Opportunity 4/2/2010
238. Advice 4/2/2010
239. Changing Time 4/2/2010
240. Noddin' By De Fire 4/2/2010

Comments about Paul Laurence Dunbar

  • Ben Highpriest (11/8/2011 9:04:00 PM)

    Paul Laurence Dunbar is the greatest example of what was wrong with Thomas Jefferson's views that blacks had no sense of poetry. Sure, he wrote in the sty; e of the most noted white poets of the day. But there are powerful metaphors in his words that are sometimes sad. Mostly, though he proved that education would render Jefferson wrong. His mother, while a slave, took in as much as she could from the poetry readings in the house where she worked. Did T.J., have such events? Paul learned the power of education from her. The other idiots who left there comments here know nothing about history and sound as if they think Dunbar was writing this stuff today, like a rap artist.
    ben

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  • Habib Noori (9/23/2011 1:49:00 PM)

    ignorance, just ignorance

  • Orran Ainmire (4/10/2007 9:15:00 PM)

    I apologize to all for the fact that i'm using this comment box as a means of delivering a personal message, but i feel it must be done. Okay first off... Why Whitt Bell why? Why do you pollute the msg boards of a website dedicated to poetry and poets alike with phrases of 'i hate this guy, i think all poetry is stupid.'
    Its obvious you don't understand the greater meaning behind written works of literature and, in turn, it shows that your an illiterate twit who is a prime example of ignorance everywhere. Your kind infest the world and, like a parasite, feast on the living Word of others while producing nothing of your own. You are a hypocrite and a louse; you should spout your words of stupidity elsewhere. Leave us in peace.

  • 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.

Best Poem of Paul Laurence Dunbar

We Wear The Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!

Read the full of We Wear The Mask

Accountability

FOLKS ain't got no right to censuah othah folks about dey habits;
Him dat giv' de squir'ls de bushtails made de bobtails fu' de rabbits.
Him dat built de gread big mountains hollered out de little valleys,
Him dat made de streets an' driveways wasn't shamed to make de alleys.

We is all constructed diff'ent, d'ain't no two of us de same;
We cain't he'p ouah likes an' dislikes, ef we'se bad we ain't to blame.
Ef we'se good, we need n't show off, case you bet it ain't ouah doin'
We gits in

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