Claude McKay Quote

And, hungry for the old, familiar ways,
I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.


The Tropics in New York, l. 11-12


And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.

And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.

And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.

And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.