Plantation Echoes: A Collection of Original Negro Dialect Poems by Elliott Blaine Henderson - HTML preview

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WHEN THE MOON HANGS LOW.

A straying chicken

Lost from home

Bewildered, finds

Itself a-roam.

And innocently

Stalks the ground,

Not dreaming

That a coon’s around.

As evening’s shadows

Gently fall,

The chicken, lonesome,

Gives a call.

A coon steals out

Soft in the night,

To catch him

For his appetite.

The night is still!

The moon is low!

Not e’en a zephyr

Seems to blow.

The coon with sack

Clutched in his hand,

Moves silently

Across the land.

 

The chicken gives

Another squawk!

The coon has got her

Like a hawk.

The moon now breaks

Forth into light,

The coon and chicken’s

Out of sight.

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