SCINTILLA

by: William Stanley Braithwaite (1878-1962)

      KISSED a kiss in youth
      Upon a dead man's brow;
      And that was long ago,--
      And I'm a grown man now.
       
      It's lain there in the dust,
      Thirty years and more;--
      My lips that set a light
      At a dead man's door.

"Scintilla" is reprinted from The Book of American Negro Poetry. Ed. James Weldon Johnson. New York: Harcourt, Brace and Co., 1922

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