Gwendolyn Bennetta Bennett


To A Dark Girl - Poem by Gwendolyn Bennetta Bennett

I love you for your brownness,
And the rounded darkness of your breast,
I love you for the breaking sadness in your voice
And shadows where your wayward eyelids rest.

Something of old forgotten queens
Lurks in the lithe abandon of your walk
And something of the shackled slave
Sobs in the rhythm of your talk.

Oh, little brown girl, born for sorrow's mate,
Keep all you have of queenliness,
Forgetting that you once were slave,
And let your full lips laugh at Fate!

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015



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