By sorrow:
She pursues me
Everywhere,
I can't lose her
Anywhere.
Fold me in your black
Abyss,
She will never look
In this,--
Shadows, shadows,
Hug me round
In your solitude
Profound.
Not only are the shadows in solitude, but it is a “profound,” or deep and intense solitude. This reiterates the contradiction in which “shadows” is always expressed as plural.  Could the shadows (plural) be representative of the black nation (singular)? This would make sense given the profound solitude that the black nation finds itself in within the greater context of America, isolated from all other citizens.
Escape