About Claude McKay
1889 - 1948/JamaicanClaude McKay was a Jamaican writer and poet. He was a communist in his early life, but after a visit to the Soviet Union, decided that communism was too disciplined and confining. McKay was involved in the Harlem Renaissance and wrote three novels: Home t
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Poetry & Stories
The Barrier
I must not gaze at them althoughYour eyes are dawning day;
The Spanish Needle
Lovely dainty Spanish needleWith your yellow flower and white,
Heritage
Now the dead past seems vividly alive,And in this shining moment I can trace,
Flame-Heart
So much have I forgotten in ten years,So much in ten brief years! I have forgot
One Year After
I Not once in all our days of poignant love,Did I a single instant give to thee
About Claude McKay
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Who is Claude McKay?
1889 - 1948/JamaicanClaude McKay was a Jamaican writer and poet. He was a communist in his early life, but after a visit to the Soviet Union, decided that communism was too disciplined and confining.
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Kavishala has 50 poems and stories by Claude McKay, free to read on this page, along with selected quotes you can share.
Poems & Stories by Claude McKay
The Barrier
I must not gaze at them althoughYour eyes are dawning day;
The Spanish Needle
Lovely dainty Spanish needleWith your yellow flower and white,
Heritage
Now the dead past seems vividly alive,And in this shining moment I can trace,
Flame-Heart
So much have I forgotten in ten years,So much in ten brief years! I have forgot
One Year After
I Not once in all our days of poignant love,Did I a single instant give to thee
The Wild Goat
O you would clothe me in silken frocksAnd house me from the cold,
Adolescence
There was a time when in late afternoonThe four-o'clocks would fold up at day's close
Outcast
For the dim regions whence my fathers cameMy spirit, bondaged by the body, longs.
On Broadway
About me young careless feetLinger along the garish street;
Homing Swallows
Swift swallows sailing from the Spanish main,O rain-birds racing merrily away
Polarity
Nay, why reproach each other, be unkind,For there's no plane on which we two may meet?
The Castaways
The vivid grass with visible delightSpringing triumphant from the pregnant earth,
Selected Quotes by Claude McKay (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
There was a time when in late afternoonThe four-o'clocks would fold up at day's close
Now the dead past seems vividly alive,And in this shining moment I can trace,
About me young careless feetLinger along the garish street;
I must not gaze at them althoughYour eyes are dawning day;
I Not once in all our days of poignant love,Did I a single instant give to thee
Swift swallows sailing from the Spanish main,O rain-birds racing merrily away
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