Countee Cullen (May 30, 1903 – January 9, 1946) was an American poet who was a leading figure in the Harlem Renaissance.
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Famous quotes by countee cullen:
“So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds,
And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“What is last year’s snow to me,
Last year’s anything? The tree
Budding yearly must forget
How its past arose or set—”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind,”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“What is Africa to me:
Copper sun or scarlet sea,
Jungle star or jungle track,
Strong bronzed men, or regal black
Women from whose loins I sprang
When the birds of Eden sang?”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“poor black cherubs rise at seven
To do celestial chores.”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)