Robert Hayden

(4 August 1913 – 25 February 1980 / Detroit)

Poems of Robert Hayden

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
1. El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X) 1/20/2003
2. Frederick Douglass 1/3/2003
3. Full Moon 1/3/2003
4. Middle Passage 1/3/2003
5. Monet's Waterlilies 1/3/2003
6. Mourning Poem For The Queen Of Sunday 4/6/2010
7. O Daedalus, Fly Away Home 1/3/2003
8. Perseus 1/20/2003
9. Runagate Runagate 1/3/2003
10. Soledad 1/3/2003
11. The Ballad Of Nat Turner 4/6/2010
12. The Prisoners 1/3/2003
13. The Whipping 1/3/2003
14. Those Winter Sundays 1/3/2003
15. Witch Doctor 4/6/2010

Soledad

(And I, I am no longer of that world)

Naked, he lies in the blinded room
chainsmoking, cradled by drugs, by jazz
as never by any lover's cradling flesh.

Miles Davis coolly blows for him:
O pena negra, sensual Flamenco blues;
the red clay foxfire voice of Lady Day

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