Saturday, March 26, 2011

"Dream Deferred"

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

--Langston Hughes

"James Mercer Langston Hughes (February 1, 1902 – May 22, 1967) was an American poet, novelist, playwright, and columnist. He was one of the earliest innovators of the new literary art form jazz poetry. Hughes is best-known for his work during the Harlem Renaissance."


kkdither said...

Thank you for setting me on that path, first thing in the morning. I learned a lot. I just read his bio and quite a few of his works. This is a great site to find poetry:

kkdither said...

I must have gotten into a paid portion of the website. The above link doesn't get you there... try this instead :>

SER said...

Nice Post Mr. OrbsCorbs

I like it.......

sylvia said...

i read the poem & i hear the violent femmes singing:
"oh let me go on - like a blister in the sun..."