Richard Wright Poems

I am nobody:
A red sinking autumn sun
Took my name away.
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And one morning while in the woods I stumbled
suddenly upon the thing,
Stumbled upon it in a grassy clearing guarded by scaly
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Whitecaps on the bay:
A broken signboard banging
In the April wind.
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Make up you mind, Snail!
You are half inside your house,
And halfway out!
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On winter mornings
The candle shows faint markings
Of the teeth of rats.
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The day is so long
That even noisy sparrows
Fall strangely silent.
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One magnolia
Landed upon another
In the dew-wet grass.
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