Langston Hughes Poems on Faces (9 Poems)
Advertisemen (Langston Hughes Poems)
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf-Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES!Look! See what Vanity Fair says about the new Waldorf-Astoria: ”All the luxuries of private home. . . .”Now, won’t that be charming when the last flop-house has turned … Continue reading
Lonesome Place (Langston Hughes Poems)
I got to leave this town.It’s a lonesome place.Got to leave this town causeIt’s a lonesome place.A po’, po’ boy can’tFind a friendly face. Goin’ down to de riverFlowin’ deep an’ slow.Goin’ down to de riverDeep an’ slow-Cause there ain’t … Continue reading
When Sue Wears Red (Langston Hughes Poems)
When Susanna Jones wears redher face is like an ancient cameoTurned brown by the ages.Come with a blast of trumphets, Jesus! When Susanna Jones wears redA queen from some time-dead Egyptian nightWalks once again.Blow trumphets, Jesus! And the beauty of … Continue reading
To Certain “Brothers” (Langston Hughes Poems)
You sicken me with lies,With truthful lies.And with your pious faces.And your wide, out-stretched, mock-welcome, Christian hands.While underneathIs dirt and ugliness,And rotting hearts,And wild hyenas howlingIn you soul’s wasteland. (Langston Hughes)
Me And The Mule (Langston Hughes Poems)
My old mule,He’s gota grin on his face.He’s been a mule so longHe’s forgotten about his race. I’m like that old mule –Black — and don’t give a damn!You got to take meLike I am. (Langston Hughes)
My People (Langston Hughes Poems)
The night is beautiful,So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful,So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people. (Langston Hughes)
Advertisement For The Waldorf-Astoria (Langston Hughes Poem)
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf-Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says about the new Waldorf-Astoria: “All the luxuries of private home. . . .” Now, won’t that be charming when … Continue reading
Dream Variations (Langston Hughes Poem)
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening Beneath a tall tree While night comes on gently, Dark like me- That … Continue reading
When Sue Wears Red (Langston Hughes Poem)
When Susanna Jones wears red Her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown with the ages. Come with a blast of trumpets, Jesus! When Susanna Jones wears red A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night Walks once again. Blow … Continue reading
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