Countee Cullen Quotes
The play is done, the crowds depart; and see / That twisted tortured thing hung from a tree, / Swart victim of a newer Calvary.
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If I am going to be a poet at all, I am going to be POET and not NEGRO POET.
- Countee Cullen
