Caroling dusk : $b an anthology of verse by Negro poets
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Caroling dusk : $b an anthology of verse by Negro poets
African Americans -- Poetry; American poetry -- African American authors
“I was born September 10, 1887, in Keyser, West Virginia.
My early education was received in Steubenville,
Ohio, my mother’s home. I was graduated from High
School in 1905. For one year thereafter I was bookkeeper
and helper in a plumbing shop.
Proceeding to Cleveland, Ohio, I entered Adelbert College
of Western Reserve University. In 1910 I won the
A.B. degree _cum laude_ and a wife.
I lived for a time in Philadelphia then began service
in the Florida Agricultural and Mechanical College at
Tallahassee, as teacher, first of Mathematics, then of Latin
and English. Later I became Professor of Romance
Languages. During the war and after, I served as the
college auditor and secretary.
In 1921 I received the M.A. Degree from Columbia University
and the Teachers College Diploma as teacher of
French. In 1922 I became professor of Romance Languages
in the West Virginia Collegiate Institute, Institute,
West Virginia.
In 1924 I traveled in Cuba; in 1925 I studied at the
University of Paris during the summer and toured Switzerland,
Italy and southern France.
My interest in letters began early in grammar school
days. The daily papers of my home town used to print
my puerile efforts when copy ran low.
Recently I have been the recipient of prizes and mention
in the three annual _Opportunity_ Literary Contests
and in the 1926 _Crisis_ contest, for short stories, personal
sketches, a play and poems. The 1925 _Opportunity_ prize
story ‘Fog’ is published in the _New Negro_, edited by
Alain Locke.”
REQUIEM
She wears, my beloved, a rose upon her head.
Walk softly angels, lest your gentle tread
Awake her to the turmoil and the strife,
The dissonance and hates called life.
She sleeps, my beloved, a rose upon her head.
Who says she will not hear, that she is dead?
The rose will fade and lose its lovely hue,
But not, my beloved, will fading wither you.
FENTON JOHNSON
“I came into the world May 7, 1888. No notice was
taken of the event save in immediate circles. I presume
the world was too busy or preoccupied to note it. It happened
in Chicago. I went to school and also college. My
scholastic record never attained me any notoriety.
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