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A Day in Langston Hughes Life 1902-1967

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Pheng's Favorite Poem

As I Grew Older
It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun--
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky--
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!
 
- Out of all of Hughes poems I felt like this one stood out the most to me. In the poem Hughes was trying to express his feelings about how life was for him growing up and how he was trying to reach his dreams/goals. But while trying to get there he had to face many hardships that pretty much stood in his way like a giant wall. Even though this would stop most people Hughes felt that he was not one of those that would let something like that stop him. So to reach his dreams he had to push himself pass all those hardships to get there. I really connected with is poem due to the fact that I feel like my life is the same and in order to achieve my dreams I just have to keep believing in myself and push pass everything. Also I really admire how the dream he was trying to achieve would open the door for others to dream too.

"Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you."
 
-Langston Hughes
 
 
 

Chai’s Favorite poem

 

Mother to Son

 

Well, son, I’ll tell you:

Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

It’s had tack in it,

And splinters,

And boards torn up,

And places with no carpet on the floor—

Bare.

But all the tome

I’se been a-climbin’ on,

And reachin’ landin’s.

And turnin’ corners,

And sometimes goin’ in the dark

Where there ain’t been no light.

So boy, don’t you turn back,

Don’t you fall now—

For I’se still goin’, honey.

I’se still climbin’,

And life for me ain’t been no cryatal stair.

-

This poem was my favorite poem that he wrote. The poem relates to me and my life and can be easily related to others since in this poem it talks of a mother supporting and guiding her son in life. She tells him not to give up and that life is not crystal clear and life is hard and not easy.

Throughout his whole life, his parents where really never there for him due to his mother constantly looking for a job to support the family and herself along his father living in Mexico in order to study and become a lawyer and having been left with his grandma made him quite shy until living with the Reed’s after the death of his grandma. Hughes gave up his career of writing from time to time but his love for it stayed in him but he never gave up it and final was successful.