… that Edgar Allen Poe has risen to. This popularity and his trademark macabre writing style have made some of his literary works such as The Raven a long-time classic in literature. This work in particular, exhibits some characteristics of folklore.…

… The smell of blood and urine Clogged my nose. I had not had enough slept for days I felt tired and dizzy. Everywhere I went The screams of soldiers And the sound of machine-guns Filled my ears. In front of me An injured soldier Lay on…

… because there is no real truth to it. It has never been proven to exist. It was made up by the Romans or the Babylonians thousands of years ago so farmers could meet on a hill top at 1 in the afternoon because one farmer’s wife had a hair appointment…

… with the flash of burning life soon blown out with nothing more then a sigh. It focuses on the sadness as those we care for go far too gently into that good night. Of those who left before their time. As this poem was written specifically…

… thoughts in my head. Watching the forest being covered in sheets of white, I listen to the silence of falling snow. Watching the day turn to dusk, I observe the faint lights twinkling like stars far away. Walking home in the new covered…

… know much about you. But, you seem so very special- So different from what I'm used to. You have a wonderful smile That has a genuine kind of charm. And with those friendly eyes, Your disposition seems so warm. Somehow, you make my eyes light…

… from the literary community’s elite to high school students. Taking my seat, the crowd hushed as a rather distinguished looking man walked to the podium. The man prepared his notes and I waited silently in awe of his presence, anticipating his words…

… poet, the ‘Simple’ man on the street, The voice of Black Harlem “ (Tolson 1) Possessing qualities unlike any other, Langston Hughes believed that there was no difference between the common experiences of Black America and his own personal experiences.…

… have no idea why future generations chose me as their messenger on that sunny Friday morning in Kyoto, as I wandered in the lovely gardens beside the conference center, surrounded by colorful autumn hills. Maybe they had noticed…

… Lawrence Dunbar’s most famous poem’s “We Wear the Mask,” he describes the harsh reality of the black race in America and how they hide their grief, sadness, and broken hearts under a mask for a survival strategy towards whites. “We wear the mask…