My favourite poems, part 7

This instalment is about Harlem by Langston Hughes (1902-1967). I think I first became aware of Hughes as a child although I’m not sure if I read any of his poetry then.

I came across this poem recently and just really enjoyed it.

What happens to a dream deferred?

I liked the simple repeated question structure of it, and the way that’s undermined at the end.

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

And I like the message that it conveys.

© bardofupton 2018

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