Countee Cullen (Каунти Каллен)

A Brown Girl Dead

With two white roses on her breasts, 
White candles at head and feet, 
Dark Madonna of the grave she rests; 
Lord Death has found her sweet.

Her mother pawned her wedding ring
To lay her out in white; 
She’d be so proud she’d dance and sing
to see herself tonight.

1. In Memory of Col. Charles Young
2. Under the Mistletoe
3. To a Brown Boy
4. Harlem Wine
5. The Wise

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