Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes
James Mercer Langston Hugheswas an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist from Joplin, Missouri...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth1 February 1902
CityJoplin, MO
CountryUnited States of America
summer rain humor
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
arms no-love
Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.
sleep thinking drink
Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love. I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.
christian nice people
Americans of good-will, the nice decent church people, the well-meaning liberals, the good hearted souls who themselves wouldn't lynch anyone, must begin to realize that they have to be more than passively good-hearted, more than church goingly Christian, and much more than word-of-mouth in the liberalism.
dream stars dust
Gather out of star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And splinters of hail, One handful of dream-dust, Not for sale.
hands
Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.
resurrection poet graveyard
Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
mean rocks color
There is no color line in death. I swear to the lord I still can't see Why Democracy means Everybody but me. O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath - America will be! I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.
life determination want
I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.
wedding people soul
When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
lying land rivers
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain-- All, all the stretch of these great green states-- And make America again!
freedom rocks toes
I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.
dream joy world
I dream a world... where wretchedness will hang its head and joy, like a pearl, attends the needs of all mankind. Of such I dream, my world!
love dream dry-up
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?