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Cultural Exchange

Rating: 2.9

In the Quarter of the Negroes
Where the doors are doors of paper
Dust of dingy atoms
Blows a scratchy sound.
Amorphous jack-o'-Lanterns caper
And the wind won't wait for midnight
For fun to blow doors down.
By the river and the railroad
With fluid far-off goind
Boundaries bind unbinding

A whirl of whisteles blowing.
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Elizabeth Marston 06 December 2009

open conversations fluttering hearts suddenly a lingering sensation a smack that smarts A key is unearthed a door unlocked ' a memory long forgotten is given new birth we see where we've been we look at the past and suddenly our sins have a root at last so it begins

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grame peele 17 November 2011

the best poem i have ever read in my life on the theme of poverty and discrimination

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Sophia Pone 25 January 2008

YOU ROCK! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Tyrone Thornton 24 November 2009

Greatest poem ever writen.

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Wow! So powerful, it hurts. But, yes the truth hurts. And, it reveals a deeper reality that sustains history!

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sadly 10 September 2020

It is so sad to know, but this poem clearly shows, black people don't want an equal right actually, but want to rule us.

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Khairul Ahsan 09 September 2020

'Wealthy Negroes have white servants, White sharecroppers work the black plantations, And colored children have white mammies' - Wish, things could be truly so!

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Mahtab Bangalee 09 September 2020

Dreams and nightmares! Nightmares, dreams, oh! Dreaming that the Negroes Of the South have taken over- Voted all the Dixiecrats Right out of power- culture is powerful religion; can change the mind of realistic life anytime anyone; superb poem penned the master poet

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Kevin Patrick 09 September 2020

A stellar work from the hands of Mr Hughes, you can feel the pain the sadness and indignation in his words, he goes through the gamut in this one from the harsh realities and the cold horrors of living a life because of his pigmentation, to a dream of a world where he wasn't an outsider, The worse thing about this poem is that it is still relevant today. Glad this was chosen as POTD

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Dr Antony Theodore 09 September 2020

Dreams and nightmares! Nightmares, dreams, oh! Dreaming that the Negroes Of the South have taken over- Culture is a two way street. very fine thinking, tony

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