Poetry for today
Sep. 21st, 2005 12:02 pmLet America be America Today, by Langston Hughes
The Lovers of the Poor, by Gwendolyn Brooks
The Gift Outright, by Robert Frost
And last:
A Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes
The Lovers of the Poor, by Gwendolyn Brooks
The Gift Outright, by Robert Frost
And last:
A Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes
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?