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Harlem Renaissance Poetry

But oh! they dance with poetry in their eyes
Whose dreamy loveliness no sorrow dims,
And parted lips and eager, gleeful cries,
And perfect rhythm in their nimble limbs.
The gifts divine are theirs, music and laughter;
All other things, however great, come after.”

(excerpt from Claude McKay’s “Negro Dancers”)

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