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Countee Cullen

Countee Cullen föddes den 30 maj 1903 och dog den 9 januar 1946 - US writer
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My poetry, I think, has become the way of my giving out what music is within me.

So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds, And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.

If I am going to be a poet at all, I am going to be POET and not NEGRO POET.

Your love to me was like an unread book . . .

Yet do I marvel at this curious thing:/ To make a poet black, and bid him sing!

The play is done, the crowds depart; and see / That twisted tortured thing hung from a tree, / Swart victim of a newer Calvary.

[W]e have always resented the natural inclination of most white people to demand spirituals the moment it is known that a Negro is about to sing. So often the request has seemed to savor of the feeling that we could do this and this alone.

The key to all strange things is in thy heart..../ My spirit has come home, that sailed the doubtful seas.

There is no secret to success except hard work and getting something indefinable which we call the "breaks." In order for a writer to succeed, I suggest three things -- read and write -- and wait.

For we must be one thing or the other, an asset or a liability, the sinew in your wing to help you soar, or the chain to bind you to earth.

If I am going to be a poet at all, I am going to be POET and not NEGRO POET.

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