African American Poetry (1870-1926): A Digital Anthology

Jessie Fauset, "The Return" (1919)

I that found the way so smooth
With gilly-flowers that beck and nod,
Now find that same road wild and steep
With need for compass and for rod,
And yet with feed that bleed, I pant,
On blindly-- stumbling back to God! 

Published in The Crisis, January 1919

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