Toss your gay heads, Brown girl trees; Toss your gay lovely heads; Shake your downy russet curls All about your brown faces; Stretch your brown slim bodies; Stretch your brown slim arms; Stretch your brown slim toes. Who knows better than we, With the dark, dark bodies, What it means When April comes alaughing and aweeping Once again At our hearts? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH: FOR MY GRANDMOTHER by COUNTEE CULLEN LOW BAROMETER by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES HYPOCRISY by SAMUEL BUTLER (1612-1680) THE DONKEY by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE LAST CHANTEY by RUDYARD KIPLING |