A Poet to his Baby Son
A Poet to his Baby Son
“For poets no longer are makers of songs, Chanters of the gold and purple harvest, Sayers of the glories of earth and sky, Of the sweet pain of love And the keen joy of living; —James Weldon Johnson (A Poet to his Baby Son), 1922 #Midjourney6 #Poetry
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