Reading Robert Hayden by Bruce W Niedt Somehow, its not inappropriate to speak in this black mans voice Those Winter Sundays, Frederick Douglass
reciting them, I hear his pride and quiet dignity in the lyrical flow.
Harmonic, these words resonate in me, and set up a second song,
humming like wires strung by towers across a country.
02/27/2003 Posted on 02/27/2003 Copyright © 2024 Bruce W Niedt
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