African American Poetry (1870-1928): A Digital Anthology

Arna Bontemps, "Near the Cedar Tree" (1927)

Near the Cedar Tree

YOU’LL wait no more at the cedar tree alone,
And at the quiet water’s edge :
The wind passed over you and you were gone,
So are the woods mure lonely than before.
But if you flower again thus happily
After all of death is past,
Wait for me beside the slender tree
And I will see you there and come at last.

Published in The Crisis, March 1927

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