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"morente" poems

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Luce di Lampione (Uomo)Vedo la luce di un lampione, / in fondo alla via. / Dall'alto.
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Non è amoreNon è Amore. Ma in che misura è mia / colpa il non fare dei miei affetti / Amore? Molta colpa, sia
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LettereBrevi erano le tue lettere, precise, tutte muscolo e nervo, / di mano più usa al compasso, alla squadra, al gesto del duro comando. / Dicevan le semplici cose con semplici **** parole;
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Claude McKay was a Jamaican writer and poet. He was a communist in his early life, but after a visit to the Soviet Union, decided that communism was too disciplined and confining. McKay was involved in the Harlem Renaissance and wrote three novels: Home to Harlem (1928), a best-seller which won the Harmon Gold Award f...

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