“The moon
Was an old, old woman, tonight,
Hurrying home;
Calling pitifully to her children,
The stars,
Begging them to go home with her
For she was afraid,
But they would not….”
—Esther Popel (Theft)
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“There is a language of the soul
More powerful than all uttered speech
And there’s no mortal on the earth
Of high or yet lowly birth,
Who finds it out of reach….”
—Silas Xavier Floyd (The Language of the Soul)
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“Ah, how poets sing and die!
Make one song and Heaven takes it;
Have one heart and Beauty breaks it;
Chatterton, Shelley, Keats, and I—
Ah, how poets sing and die!”
—Anne Spencer (Dunbar)
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