Poems by James Weldon Johnson
The Rivals
... W'ile Sam slink'd off thoo de backwoods I walk'd slowly home wid Lize, ...
Lift Ev'ry Voice and Sing
... We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered, ...
I Hear The Stars Still Singing
... But the sound of a sweet voice calling ...
Lift Ev’ry Voice and Sing
... We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered, ...
Brothers-American Drama
... See there! He squirms! He groans! His eyes bulge wildly out, ...
Art vs. Trade
... Then would there be less grinding down the poor, ...
Voluptas
... And choke and die, while gazing on ...
A Poet To His Baby Son
... Can it be that already you are thinking of being a poet ...
Sonnet
... Look up, and out, beyond, surrounding clouds, ...
An Explanation
... Der wuz twelve ole chicken thieves ...
O Southland!
... The trumpet blown, the word made known ...
Sence You Went Away
... dry, Seems lak to me a tear stays in ma eye, ...
Mother Night
... Or ere the first sun fledged his wings of flame, ...
Her Eyes Twin Pools
... O'er which, to sound their glamouring haze, ...
The Gift to Sing
... I softly sing. And if the way grows darker still, ...
