When you thought me poor,
my poverty was shaming.
When blackness was unwelcome
we found it best
that I stay home.
When by the miracle
of fierce dreaming and hard work
Life fulfilled our every want
you found me crassly
well off;
not trimly,
inconspicuously wealthy
like your rich friends.
Still black too,
now
I owned too much and too many
of everything.
Woe is me: I became a
success! Blackness, who
knows how?
Became suddenly
in!
What to do?
Now that Fate appears
(for the moment anyhow)
to have dismissed
abject failure
in any case?
Now that moonlight and night
have blessed me.
Now that the sun
unaffected by criticism
of any sort,
implacably beams
the kiss filled magic that creates
the dark and radiant wonder
of my face.
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Dear Alice. I hope with all of your hard work you now feel enriched. We know that money is not happiness. We are given life lessons every day. Though many never learn. Beautifully words expressed.
" When blackness was unwelcome" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
implacably beams the kiss filled magic that creates the dark and radiant wonder of my face. a very good poem. tony
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home. poverty, shame, sufferings the feeling of rejection. very fine poem. tony
Now that moonlight and night have blessed me.......Outstanding conceptualization. Fine Poem. Thanks and congratualitions for being selected this poem as the modern poem of the poem of the day.
Woe is me: I became a success! Blackness, who knows how? Became suddenly in! .. a very good poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am always poor so I don't know the other side.