81. The Lynching - Claude McKay His spirit in smoke ascended to high heaven poem by claude mckay fromThe Book of American Negro Poetry. The Lynching. By claude mckay. http://www.boondocksnet.com/editions/anp/anp074.html

BoondocksNet Editions Edited by Jim Zwick Author Index Title Index Discussion ... Book Store Search Women's History Month Resources Search this Book The Lynching By Claude McKay His spirit in smoke ascended to high heaven. His father, by the cruelest way of pain, Had bidden him to his bosom once again; The awful sin remained still unforgiven. All night a bright and solitary star (Perchance the one that ever guided him, Yet gave him up at last to Fate's wild whim) Hung pitifully o'er the swinging char. Day dawned, and soon the mixed crowds came to view The ghastly body swaying in the sun The women thronged to look, but never a one Showed sorrow in her eyes of steely blue; And little lads, lynchers that were to be, Danced round the dreadful thing in fiendish glee. document.write(' '); Citation: Johnson, James Weldon, ed. The Book of American Negro Poetry (New York: Harcourt, Brace and Company, 1922; BoondocksNet Edition, 2001). http://www.boondocksnet.com/editions/anp/ document.write('(' + ShortDate + ').'); Today's date If We Must Die The Book of American Negro Poetry Home Author Index Title Index Discussion ... BoondocksNet Editions , edited by Jim Zwick Conditions of Use Privacy Advertising

82. "If We Must Die": Claude McKay Limns The "New Negro" “If We Must Die” claude mckay Limns the “New Negro”. Hundredsof writers and artists lived in Harlem in the 1920s and 1930s http://historymatters.gmu.edu/d/5130/

The New Negro "If We Must Die" If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die, O let us nobly die So that our precious blood may not be shed In vain; then even the monsters we defy Shall be constrained to honor us though dead! O kinsmen! We must meet the common foe! Though far outnumbered let us show us brave, And for their thousand blows deal one death blow! What though before us lies the open grave? Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back! Source: Harlem Shadows: The Poems of Claude McKay (New York: Harcourt, Brace and Co., 1922). See Also: The Harlem Renaissance: George Schuyler Argues against "Black Art" The Harlem Renaissance: Zora Neale Hurston's First Story

83. Sonnet By Claude McKay If We Must Die. by. claude mckay. If we fighting back! Used by permissionof The Archives of claude mckay, Carl Cowl, Administrator. http://www.pkwy.k12.mo.us/west/curriculum/langart/ONealsWebPage2/SonnetbyClaude

If We Must Die by Claude McKay If we must dielet it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must dieoh, let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed In vain; then even the monsters we defy Shall be constrained to honor us though dead! Oh, Kinsmen! We must meet the common foe; Though far outnumbered, let us show us brave, And for their thousand blows deal one deathblow! What though before us lies the open grave? Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack, Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back! Used by permission of The Archives of Claude McKay, Carl Cowl, Administrator. English III English IV AP English

84. Claude McKay Autograph Kansas City Public Library, Exhibits. claude mckay Poet 18901948. Sourceof Autograph, Associated Links. mckay autograph, Biography, Bibliography http://www.kclibrary.org/sc/exhibits/autographs/mckay.htm

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85. Icehousebooks [author: McKay, Claude] Author mckay, claude Click an author name to see our list for that author. mckay,claude Banana Bottom, Pluto Press, London, 1993. (000792) GBP 6.00. http://www.icehousebooks.co.uk/A_mckayclaud.htm

www.icehousebooks.co.uk Updated 21 Jul 2002/85 We buy and sell all kinds of second-hand and antiquarian books. Our special interests include socialist / marxist / progressive fiction and non-fiction. Home Classified lists How to order About us ... Terms of sale Author lists: A B C D ... Z Author: McKay, Claude... Click an author name to see our list for that author . Click a book number or price to see the full description To find an author or title on this page, try using your browser's Find command. It's usually on the Edit menu, or you can use Ctrl+f. (This works on most web pages - not just ours) MCKAY, CLAUDE Banana Bottom , Pluto Press, London, 1993. GBP 6.00 Author lists: A B C D ... Terms of sale

86. Literary Kicks ClaudeMcKay Join here. claude mckay by eggnoize, The poems of claude mckay werebrutal and direct. claude mckay lived in Jamaica until he was 23. http://www.litkicks.com/BeatPages/page.jsp?what=ClaudeMcKay

87. Claude McKay Translate this page Home_Page claude mckay (1889-1948), Escritor jamaicano, se trasladóa Harlem desde Jamaica en 1914. Allí se convirtió en uno de http://www.epdlp.com/mckay.html

Claude McKay E scritor jamaicano, se trasladó a Harlem desde Jamaica en 1914. Allí se convirtió en uno de los autores más importantes del movimiento negro del renacimiento de Harlem durante los años veinte y treinta con obras como De vuelta a Harlem (1928) o Banana Bottom (1933). Su poema Si debemos morir , incluido en El motín , fue uno de los principales versos para ese renacimiento. Viajó por el mundo luchando contra el racismo, y utilizó sus escritos para transmitir ese mensaje. Otras obras suyas son Baladas de Constab Songs of Jamaica If We Must Die Spring in New Hampshire Harlem Shadows Banjo (1929) y A Long Way Home Textos: El Motín (fragmento) Archivo Midi epdlp

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89. Sage And Rosemary: Love Poetry - Claude McKay (1890-1948) claude mckay. (18901948). Flower of Love. The perfume of your body dullsmy sense. I want nor wine nor weed; your breath alone Suffices. http://www.photoaspects.com/snr/poems/mckay.html

Claude McKay Flower of Love The perfume of your body dulls my sense. I want nor wine nor weed; your breath alone Suffices. In this moment rare and tense I worship at your breast. The flower is blown The saffron petals tempt my amorous mouth, The yellow heart is radiant now with dew Soft-scented, redolent of my loved South; O flower of love! I give myself to you. Uncovered on your couch of figured green, Here let us linger indivisible. The portals of your sanctuary unseen Receive my offering, yielding unto me. Oh, with our love the night is warm and deep! The air is sweet, my flower, and sweet the flute Whose music lulls our burning brain to sleep, While we lie loving, passionate and mute. Romance To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed, Scented and warm against my beating breast; To whisper soft and quivering your name, And drink the passion burning in your frame; To lie at full length, taut,with cheek to cheek, And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak Love words, mad words, dream words, sweet senseless words, Melodious like notes of mating birds;

90. To One Coming North - Written By Claude McKay... Do Enjoy Reading This Poem... S wreathed in golden smiles By the miraculous sun turned glad and warm.Written by claude mckay (1891 1948). Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge. http://www.ctadams.com/claudemckay14.html

Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge! To One Coming North At first you'll joy to see the playful snow, Like white moths trembling on the tropic air, Or waters of the hills that softly flow Gracefully falling down a shining stair. And when the fields and streets are covered white And the wind-worried void is chilly, raw, Or underneath a spell of heat and light The cheerless frozen spots begin to thaw, Like me you'll long for home, where birds' glad song Means flowering lanes and leas and spaces dry, And tender thoughts and feelings fine and strong, Beneath a vivid silver-flecked blue sky. But oh! more than the changeless southern isles, When Spring has shed upon the earth her charm, You'll love the Northland wreathed in golden smiles By the miraculous sun turned glad and warm. Written by Claude McKay (1891 - 1948) Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge

91. Alfonso, Dressing To Wait At Table - Written By Claude McKay... Do Enjoy Reading Soon we shall be beset by clamouring Of hungry and importunate palefaces.Written by claude mckay (1891 1948). Like this Web page? http://www.ctadams.com/claudemckay15.html

Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge! Alfonso, Dressing to Wait at Table Alfonso is a handsome bronze-hued lad Of subtly-changing and surprising parts; His moods are storms that frighten and make glad, His eyes were made to capture women's hearts. Down in the glory-hole Alfonso sings An olden song of wine and clinking glasses And riotous rakes; magnificently flings Gay kisses to imaginary lasses. Alfonso's voice of mellow music thrills Our swaying forms and steals our hearts with joy; And when he soars, his fine falsetto trills Are rarest notes of gold without alloy. But, O Alfonso! wherefore do you sing Dream-songs of carefree men and ancient places? Soon we shall be beset by clamouring Of hungry and importunate palefaces. Written by Claude McKay (1891 - 1948) Like this Web page? Why not tell someone about it? Click Here Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge

92. Some Sonnets By Claude McKay Some Sonnets by claude mckay. Baptism claude mckay (18891948) was bornin Sunny Ville, Jamaica, and his first poetry was published there. http://it.uwp.edu/sonnets/mckay.html

Some Sonnets by Claude McKay Baptism Into the furnace let me go alone; Stay you without in terror of the heat. I will go naked infor thus 'tis sweet Into the weird depths of the hottest zone. I will not quiver in the frailest bone, You will not note a flicker of defeat; My heart shall tremble not its fate to meet, My mouth give utterance to any moan. The yawning over spits forth fiery spears: Red aspish tongues shout wordlessly my name. Desire destroys, consumes my mortal fears, Transforming me into a shape of flame. I will come out, back to your world of tears, A stronger soul within a finer frame. If We Must Die If we must die, let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and angry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die, O let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed In vain; then even the monsters we defy Shall be constrained to honor us though dead! O kinsmen! we must meet the common foe! Though far outnumbered let us show us brave, And for their thousand blows deal one deathblow!

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