#AmericanWriters
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
When Susanna Jones wears red her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumphets, J… When Susanna Jones wears red
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
