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Loved your poem on this one, Dick. Haunting...

My favorite of the Cotter selection was "Memories," possibly because I'm a sucker for rhyme, but the last line in that poem hit perfectly. It is great when rhyme can be used purposefully: in this case, the addition of "-- and you." created rhyme in a line that otherwise wouldn't have had it, hence "you" kind of brought everything together -- a heartful message between the lines!

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My favorite is The Mulatto to His Critics. The way he loves himself and welcomes all the streams of his heritage but especially that he loves his blackness: "the kindly race"

" But love the blood of the kindly race

That swarthes my skin, crinkles my hair,

And puts sweet music into my soul."

"swarthes" made into a verb is delightful.

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Yeah - agreed, that poem was the one that first grabbed me. Such powerful words! Yeah, the use of "swarthes" as a verb is inspired. What a poet. :-)

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My favorite line in your poem: “dead bugs crawling “. Cotter died too young.

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Aw cheers Harley - hehe, yeah, love those bugs! Agreed, Cotter died far too young. If he had lived, I have no doubt he'd be a well-known poet of the era, in the league of Langston Hughes.

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So, Dick, where did your interest in forgotten poets come from?

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These are so powerful and true. The first one could have been written recently. I couldn't help but think of our new president, truly a monster.

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Agreed LeeAnn - his style is so fresh and contemporary. Yeah, I was thinking that when I was re-reading that poem too. My heart goes out to y’all. 🖤 It seems unfathomable, but also entirely echoes the truly fucked up state of things as they are right now. Hard roads ahead.

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I was deeply moved by Cotter's poetry, and yours at the end. What might he have written had he lived longer. Such a loss.

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Same - his poetry blows me away. Yeah, so true - I think he probably would have been one of the big names of the era had he lived. Cheers for the kind words regarding my poem too. Really appreciate it.

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Thank you for sharing this; Caroling Dusk is such an iconic collection; I've been studying the women poets in it.

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Such a big fan of Caroling Dusk - what an amazing anthology! Awesome :-) I have done some posts on the women poets as well, if you're looking for more of their work, including Gwendolyn B. Bennett (I have published a collection of her complete 1920s works as well), Angela Weld Grimke, Anne Spencer, Georgia Douglas Johnson, and Helene Johnson - all of them blow me away! Such great poetry. So glad to meet another fan.

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Yes, I'm well acquainted with all of them and love their work. I recently discovered the poetry of Mae V. Cowdery. She published a collection in 1936 which isn't yet in the public domain; here are some of her poems that are, from the 1920s. Do you know of her? Sadly she came to an untimely end. Feel free to use this as a resource: https://www.literaryladiesguide.com/classic-women-authors-poetry/mae-v-cowdery-a-harlem-renaissance-poet-to-rediscover/

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Wonderful :-) Yeah, I came across Cowdery's work in The Crisis, Opportunity, and Ebony & Topaz, and she's on my list to do as a post, but hadn't read some of these. Excellent! Thank you so much for the reference. Will file these poems away with the rest!

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The way he channeled his grief into such strong beauty--his poetry! 💛💛💛

As an ICU nurse I only ever saw one patient with full-blown TB. It was heart-wrenching. Like trying to save a drowning man from the sea inside his own body.

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