Occupation: Poet Birth: June 27, 1872 Death: February 9, 1906
Hope is tenacious. It goes on living and working when science has dealt it what should be its deathblow..
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!.
Poor conceited humanity! Interpreters of God indeed..
Taking it all in all and after all, negro life in Washington is a promise rather than a fulfillment. But it is worthy of note for the really excellen….
I hope there is something worthy in my writings and not merely the novelty of a black face associated with the power to rhyme that has attracted atte….
Washington is the city where the big men of little towns come to be disillusioned.