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First published January 1, 1959
AMERICAN HEARTBREAK
I am the American heartbreak鈥�
Rock on which Freedom
Stumps its toe鈥�
The great mistake
That Jamestown
Made long ago.
HOPE
Sometimes when I鈥檓 lonely,
Don鈥檛 know why,
Keep thinkin鈥� I won鈥檛 be lonely
By and by.
EVIL
Looks like what drives me crazy
Don鈥檛 have no effect on you鈥�
But I鈥檓 gonna keep on at it
Till it drives you crazy, too.
WINTER MOON
How thin and sharp is the moon tonight
How thin and sharp and ghostly white
Is the slim curved crook of the moon to night.
ARDELLA
I would liken you
To a night without stars
Were it not for your eyes.
I would liken you
To a sleep without dreams
Were it not for your songs.
SUICIDE鈥橲 NOTE
The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.
DESIRE
Deesire to us
Was like a double death
Swift dying
Of our mingled breath,
Evaporation
Of an unknown strange perfume
Between us quickly
In a naked
Room.
ME AND THE MULE
My old mule,
He鈥檚 got a grin on his face.
He鈥檚 been a mule so long
He鈥檚 forgot about his race.
I鈥檓 like that old mule鈥�
Black鈥攁nd don鈥檛 give a damn!
You got to take me
Like I am.
Come,
Let us roam the night together
Singing.
Wake
Tell all my mourners
To mourn in red鈥�
Cause there ain't no sense
In my bein' dead
Hughes meant to represent the race in his writing and he was, perhaps, the most original of all African American poets. (Source: )
Hughes, who claimed Paul Lawrence Dunbar, Carl Sandburg, and Walt Whitman as his primary influences, is particularly known for his insightful, colorful portrayals of black life in America from the twenties through the sixties. He wrote novels, short stories and plays, as well as poetry, and is also known for his engagement with the world of jazz and the influence it had on his writing, as in "Montage of a Dream Deferred." His life and work were enormously important in shaping the artistic contributions of the Harlem Renaissance of the 1920s. Unlike other notable black poets of the period鈥擟laude McKay, Jean Toomer, and Countee Cullen鈥擧ughes refused to differentiate between his personal experience and the common experience of black America. He wanted to tell the stories of his people in ways that reflected their actual culture, including both their suffering and their love of music, laughter, and language itself.
In addition to leaving us a large body of poetic work, Hughes wrote eleven plays and countless works of prose, including the well-known 鈥淪imple鈥� books: Simple Speaks His Mind, Simple Stakes a Claim, Simple Takes a Wife, and Simple's Uncle Sam. He edited the anthologies The Poetry of the Negro and The Book of Negro Folklore, wrote an acclaimed autobiography (The Big Sea) and co-wrote the play Mule Bone with Zora Neale Hurston. Source:
Some academics and biographers today believe that Hughes was homosexual and included homosexual codes in many of his poems, similar in manner to Walt Whitman. Hughes has cited him as an influence on his poetry. Hughes's story "Blessed Assurance" deals with a father's anger over his son's effeminacy and "queerness". To retain the respect and support of black churches and organizations and avoid exacerbating his precarious financial situation, Hughes remained closeted.
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Vagabonds
We are the desperate
Who do not care,
The hungry
Who have nowhere
To eat.
No place to sleep,
The tearless
Who cannot
Weep.
Ennui
It鈥檚 such a
Bore
Being always
Poor.
Sea Calm
How still,
How strangely still
The water is today.
It is not good
For water
To be so still that way.
Little Lyric (Of Great Importance)
I wish the rent
Was heaven sent.
Down and Out
Baby, if you love me
Help me when I鈥檓 down and out.
If you love me, baby,
Help me when I鈥檓 down and out,
I鈥檓 a po鈥� gal
Nobody gives a damn about.
The credit man鈥檚 done took ma clothes
And rent time鈥檚 nearly here.
I鈥檇 like to buy a straightenin鈥� comb,
An鈥� I need a dime fo鈥� beer.
I need a dime fo鈥� beer.
Heaven
Heaven is
The place where
Happiness is
Everywhere.
Animals
And birds sing 鈥�
As does
Everything.
To each stone,
鈥淗辞飞-诲辞-测辞耻-诲辞?鈥�
Stone answers back,
鈥淲ell! And you?鈥�
Ballad of the Girl Whose Name Is Mud
A girl with all that raising,
It鈥檚 hard to understand
How she could get in trouble
With a no-good man.
The guy she gave her all to
Dropped her with a thud.
Now amongst decent people,
Dorothy鈥檚 name is mud.
But nobody鈥檚 seen her shed a tear,
Nor seen her hang her head.
Ain鈥檛 even heard her murmur,
Lord, I wish I was dead!
No! the hussy鈥檚 telling everybody 鈥�
Just as though it was no sin 鈥�
That if she had a chance
She鈥檇 do it agin鈥�!
Ku Klux
They took me out
To some lonesome place.
They said, 鈥淒o you believe
In the great white race?鈥�
I said, 鈥淢ister,
To tell you the truth,
I鈥檇 believe in anything
If you鈥檇 just turn me loose.鈥�
The white man said, 鈥淏oy,
Can it be
You鈥檙e a-standin鈥� there
A-sassin鈥� me?鈥�
They hit me in the head
And knocked me down.
And then they kicked me
On the ground.
A klansman said, 鈥淣igger,
Look me in the face 鈥�
And tell me you believe in
The great white race.鈥�
Democracy
Democracy will not come
Today, this year
Not ever
Through compromise and fear.
I have as much right
As the other fellow has
To stand
On my two feet
And own the land.
I tire so of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need my freedom when I鈥檓 dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow鈥檚 bread.
Freedom
Is a strong seed
Planted
In a great need.
I live here, too.
I want freedom
Just as you.