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Caroling Dusk/Poem (Taylor Dickinson)

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Blanche Taylor Dickinson4752586Caroling Dusk — Poem1927Countee Cullen

POEM

Ah, I know what happiness is. . . . !It is a timid little fawnCreeping softly up to meFor one caress, then goneBefore I’m through with it . . .Away, like dark from dawn!Well I know what happiness is . . . !It is the break of day that wearsA shining dew decked diadem . . .An aftermath of tears.Fawn and dawn, emblems of joy . . .I’ve played with them for years,And always they will slip awayInto the brush of another day.