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

Georgia Douglas Johnson, "Wishes" (1927)

By Georgia Douglas Johnson 

I’m tired of pacing the petty round of the ring of the thing I know— 
I want to stand on the daylight’s edge and see where the sunsets go.

I want to sail on a swallow’s tail and peep through the sky’s blue glass. 
I want to see if the dreams in me shall perish or come to pass. 

I want to look through the moon’s pale crook and gaze on the moon-man’s face. 
I want to keep all the tears I weep and sail to some unknown place.

Published in The Crisis, April 1927

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