Women of the Early Harlem Renaissance: African American Women Writers 1900-1922


Your eyes star-worlds of beauty are,
My long road blazing from afar,
                        Sweet Emily!
The essence of the rose's musk
Bathes your wine-lips as through the dusk
                        They summon me!
The downy pillows of your breast,
Sweet Eden where my soul would rest

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