Countee Cullen (May 30, 1903 – January 9, 1946) was an American poet who was a leading figure in the Harlem Renaissance.
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Famous quotes by countee cullen:
“Quaint, outlandish heathen gods
Black men fashion out of rods,”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“What is last year’s snow to me,
Last year’s anything? The tree
Budding yearly must forget
How its past arose or set—”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“poor black cherubs rise at seven
To do celestial chores.”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“We shall not always plant while others reap”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)
“Not yet has my heart or head
In the least way realized
They and I are civilized.”
—Countee Cullen (1903–1946)