This poem is about the power and pain of black art. And it describes a black blues singer playing in a bar in Harlem late into the night, whose music channels the pain of living in a racist society.
Yet again we are talking about another poem which was really bad and boring.
The plot was okay for the most part but still it was about the pain of life and how life is ungrateful and so on.
The writing style here was bad, it was the definition of bad writing styles in poems which really speaks for itself don’t it?
It was also super boring because I couldn’t connect with it at all.
I give this poem 1 / 5