Poem: “Heritage” by Claude McKay

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American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Claude McKay – Poems by Claude McKay
< < < December, 1919
When I Have Passed Away > > >

Heritage

Now the dead past seems vividly alive,
And in this shining moment I can trace,
Down through the vista of the vanished years,
Your faun-like form, your fond elusive face.

And suddenly some secret spring’s released,
And unawares a riddle is revealed,
And I can read like large, black-lettered print,
What seemed before a thing forever sealed.

I know the magic word, the graceful thought,
The song that fills me in my lucid hours,
The spirit’s wine that thrills my body through,
And makes me music-drunk, are yours, all yours.

I cannot praise, for you have passed from praise,
I have no tinted thoughts to paint you true;
But I can feel and I can write the word;
The best of me is but the least of you.

< < < December, 1919
When I Have Passed Away > > >

American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Claude McKay – Poems by Claude McKay

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