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         <title>The Black Finger by Angelina Grimke</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>- Tone: Hopeful ex.&nbsp; "A black finger Pointing upwards" (line 7)<br>- Figurative Language: Metaphor- "A straight cypress" (line 4) comparing tree to the finger.<br>- Thematic Idea: Hope</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Harlem by Langston Hughes </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>- Tone: curious ex: " What happens to a dream deferred?" (line 1)<br>- Poetic Sound Devices: Rhyme<br>- Figurative Language: Simile&nbsp; "Does it stink like rotten meat?" (line 6) wondering if a dream that has went to waste stink<br>- Thematic Idea: Wasted Potential&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Black Man Talks of Reaping by Arana Bontemps</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-Tone: Fearful ex: " I planted deep, within my heart the fear That wind or fowl would take the grain away" (line 2-3).&nbsp;<br>-Poetic Devices: Rhyme&nbsp;<br>-Figurative Language: Imagery " I have sown beside all waters in my day" (line 1) or " I scattered seed enough to plant the land" (line 5)<br>-Thematic Idea: Injustice</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Saturday’s Child by Countee Cullen</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-Tone: Gloomy ex: " Dame Poverty gave me my name, And Pain godfathered me" (lines 11-12)<br>-Poetic Devices: Rhyme&nbsp;<br>-Figurative Language:&nbsp; "On a night that was black as tar." (line 8) Comparing dark night to tar.<br>- Thematic Idea: Inequality&nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Harlem Shadows by Claude Mckay</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-Tone: Serious ex: " In Negro Harlem when the night lets fall Its veil." (lines 2-3)<br>-Poetic Devices: Rhyme<br>- Figurative Language: Alliteration " Of poverty, dishonor and disgrace" (line 14) Repetition of the sound "dis"<br>- Thematic Idea: Poverty<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Sonnet to a Negro in Harlem by  Helene Johnson</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-Tone: Uplifting ex. "You are disdainful and magnificent— Your perfect body and your pompous gait" (lines 1-2).<br>-Poetic Devices: Rhyme&nbsp;<br>-Figurative Language: Imagery "Your dark eyes flashing solemnly" (line 3). <br>-Thematic Idea: inspire, uplift</div>]]></description>
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