Sometimes upon finding a new hero I realize they are not new to me, they’ve just been waiting for the right moment to be rediscovered. I am feeling this way about Paul Laurence Dunbar.
This week is a tribute to his voice, its resonance through time, and into my life.
The following is from The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar which can be found at Elizabeth’s of Akron on bookshop.org via the following:
I chose to take a photo of the page instead of transposing. There is gravity in the particular typeface and arrangement.
Also this:
“Life is the night with its dream visions teeming“
from ‘Over the Hills’ by Paul Laurence Dunbar
And this:
a natural mirror 