By Pauli Murray
Now you are strong
And we are but grapes aching with ripeness.
Squeeze from us all the brave life
Contained in these full skins.
But ours is a subtle strength
Potent with centuries of yearning,
Of being kegged and shut away
In dark forgotten places.
We shall endure
To steal your senses
In that lonely twilight
Of your winter’s grief.
“To the Oppressors.” Copyright 1939 by the Pauli Murray Foundation, from Dark Testament and Other Poems by Pauli Murray. Used by permission of the Liveright Publishing Corporation.
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Shy words tiptoeing from mouth to ear.
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and the thunderous words of heartbreak–
Those we hoard.
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my dead grandmother’s young
Japanese maple was uprooted stolen
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i was already moonlighting
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