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Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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Poem for a Decorative Panel

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Langston Hughes·1901–1967·Harlem Renaissance
e should have a land of sun,Of gorgeous sun,And a land of fragrant waterWhere the twilightIs a soft bandanna handkerchiefOf rose and gold,And not this land where life is cold. We should have a land of trees,Of tall thick treesBowed down with chattering parrotsBrilliant as the day,And not this land where birds are grey. Ah, we should have a land of joy,Of love and joy and wine and song,And not this land where joy is wrong. Oh, sweet, away!Ah, my beloved one, away!