Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

Comments about Langston Hughes

  • Rookie Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 1:40:00 AM)

    Have a look at my poems... and rate them... i am sure you will like them.... :)

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  • Rookie Alan Sugar (8/30/2012 7:58:00 AM)

    Poem for Langston Hughes

    Thunder is seldom so soft as when his sounds are spoken.
    That bird climbs on to life- to life! Its wings have never broken.

    Those wings will take it to a place where crystal stairs have passed.
    That barren field of frozen snow will flourish with dreams at last.

    Hold fast!
    Hold fast.!

  • Rookie Jaya Wasteneys (7/11/2012 8:20:00 PM)

    Langston was a true poet. His poetry was a denial of everything he'd been told about himself and his people, and the truest expression of spirit that I've ever read.

  • Rookie William Sebastien (7/9/2012 7:42:00 AM)

    i love the poem...about civil war

  • Rookie James Trotter (5/22/2012 2:40:00 AM)

    I love the line from the LTAB poem, My ego is Langston 'Huge'

  • Rookie Kevin Russell (4/17/2012 7:45:00 PM)

    Langston Hughs in my opinion was the OG of poetry. I am influenced by his genius at sharingpoetry.com.

  • Rookie Resh V (4/4/2012 8:26:00 PM)

    He wrote this poem in 1926.

  • Rookie Jovan Watkins (3/8/2012 3:56:00 PM)

    the most iconic man of all time

  • Rookie Hunter irish (3/8/2012 7:30:00 AM)

    I like his poem I too.

  • Rookie Josselin Sanchez (3/4/2012 4:40:00 PM)

    can someone help me find 2 poems by langston that would be easy to analyze...it's for a project so i need them asap..thanks(:

Best Poem of Langston Hughes

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Read the full of Dreams

Dream Variations

To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-
That is my dream!

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