Poems by Robert Hayden
Night, Death, Mississippi by Robert Hayden
August 4, 2025
“Time was. A cry? / A cry all right. / He hawks and spits, / fevered as by groinfire.” — Robert Hayden
Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden
October 29, 2023
“What did I know, what did I know / of love’s austere and lonely offices?” — Robert Hayden


