The Poetry Foundation has said that poet Countee Cullen (1903-1946) “was perhaps the most representative voice of the Harlem Renaissance.”
By Countee Cullen
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.
Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, “Nigger.”
I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That’s all that I remember.
Countee Cullen (Poetry Foundation)
Countee Cullen (Academy of American Poets)