The Black Man’s Soul (1915)

James D. Corrothers; Crisis, October 1915 A curious giant, years ago, Blind and black, down the Valley of Woe. Untutored, and groping in primal night, He fondled the harp, with a child’s delight.“Blind Tom,” the Musician! God’s hint was he Of a mystical music still to be. I am sure, though that melodic surge and […]