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

Mary Effie Lee Newsome, "The Quilt" (1927)


I HAVE the greatest fun at night,
When casement windows are all bright.
I make believe each one's a square
Of some great quilt up in the air.
The blocks of gold have black between,
Wherever only night is seen.
It surely makes a mammoth quilt-
With bits of dark and checks of gilt-
To cover up the tired day
In such a cozy sort of way.

Published in Caroling Dusk, 1927

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