Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
Harlem Renaissance poet
Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
Harlem Renaissance poet
From his poem 'Life is Fine,' a philosophical and somewhat macabre, yet lyrical, take on life and death, emphasizing embracing life despite hardship.
1949
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