poet Countee Cullen

Countee Cullen

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The Wise

Dead men are wisest, for they know
How far the roots of flowers go,
How long a seed must rot to grow.

Dead men alone bear frost and rain
On throbless heart and heatless brain,
And feel no stir of joy or pain.

Dead men alone are satiate;
They sleep and dream and have no weight,
To curb their rest, of love or hate.

Strange, men should flee their company,
Or think me strange who long to be
Wrapped in their cool immunity.

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Bryan Gerard Briggs (10/31/2019 8:26:00 AM)

    To follow in the footsteps
    of these great men
    that would be a great
    & gallant
    gesture.

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  • Adeeb AlfatehAdeeb Alfateh (8/1/2019 1:14:00 AM)

    Strange, men should flee their company,
    Or think me strange who long to be
    Wrapped in their cool immunity.

    great expressive 10+++++

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  • PRIYANSHU SAHU (11/19/2015 9:21:00 PM)

    Nice poem

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  • PRIYANSHU SAHU (11/19/2015 9:21:00 PM)

    Nice poem

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  • Ramesh RaiRamesh Rai (3/2/2014 1:16:00 AM)

    For the dead person I have nothing to comment except to pray -
    'May his/her soul rest in peace'.

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  • Kevin PatrickKevin Patrick (3/2/2013 5:27:00 PM)

    The one thing we dread, is the one thing that is inevitable, accept it, and you know peace.

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  • Hardik Vaidya (3/2/2013 10:11:00 AM)

    This poem has more wisdom condensed in it than the Mahabharata.

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  • Savita TyagiSavita Tyagi (3/2/2013 9:27:00 AM)

    Seems to me poet doesn't believe that one can learn the art of bearing pain and pleasure or life's dualities while alive as to think that only dead can understand this and be wise.

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  • Marcus Long (4/14/2009 10:16:00 AM)

    Countee Cullen is envious of the dead. Cullen dealt with pain of losing love ones at an early age. Dead man are the wisest because the dead is immune to human emotions that Cullen felt.

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