YOU brilliant Jew, You bright particular chameleon, you Regild a shabby fence. They understood Your stripes and particolored mind, who could Begrudge you prominence And call you cold! But when has prejudice been glad to hold A lizard in its hand— A subtle thing? To sense fed on a fine imagining, Sound sense is contraband. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FICTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PROMISE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SMOTHERED FIRES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUTH'S PROGENY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MERELY STATEMENT by AMY LOWELL MANHATTAN, 1609 by EDWIN MARKHAM |