Langston Hughes (1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)
Poems by Langston Hughes : 82 / 93
The Negro Speaks Of Rivers
I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy
bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
Langston Hughes
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Read poems about / on: sunset, sleep, world, river
Poems by Langston Hughes : 82 / 93
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I passed by the Langston Hughes center in Seattle but this poem made it special.
I think this poem says it all. It eludes to the beginning of time, the trials, and now. It captures the cohesion we all have now regardless of race. 'The Negro Speaks of Rivers' has always been my favorite poem. I Just Love it! ! ! ! BTW, I am Navajo/Hispanic, but I heard it for the first time in college, that is when I fell in love with it. I hope you love it like I do!
this poem says alot about those he came across and learn from, it's very deep
no words for this poem. It's simply beautiful