In the Quarter of the Negroes

Her yesterday past grandpa--

Boundaries bind unbinding

A. Philip Randolph the High Grand Worthy.

Comes the COLORED HOUR:

Where the doors are doors of paper

Blows a scratchy sound.

Right out of 九九藏書power--

Whats smelling, Leontyne?

In the pot begind the paper doors

Amorphous jack-o-Lanterns caper

And a leaf of collard green.

In a supermarket sea.

on the old iron stove whats cooking?

I said, Ask your mama.

Lo九*九*藏*書vely Lieder, Leontyne.

They asked me if my blackness,

Dr. Rufus Clement his Chief Adviser,

No trains or steamboats going--

With fluid far-off goind

Would it rub off?

In a pot of col九-九-藏-書lard greens

A whirl of whisteles blowing.

In white pillared mansions

Of the South have taken over--

More than German ever bore,

Martin Luther King is Governor of Georgia,

And we better find out, mama,

And the wind wont waithttps://read.99csw.com for midnight

Since we move dup to Mount Vernon.

Nightmares, dreams, oh!

Where the doorknob lets in Lieder

In the Quarter of the Negroes

Yet Leontynes unpacking.

Is gently stewing.

Pushcarts fold and unfold

Voted all the Dixie九_九_藏_書crats

Dreams and nightmares!

For fun to blow doors down.

Dreaming that the Negroes

Dust of dingy atoms

You know, right at Christmas

Lieder, lovely Lieder

Where is the colored laundromat

By the river and the railroad

Not of her own doing--