Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

Love Song For Lucinda - Poem by Langston Hughes

Love
Is a ripe plum
Growing on a purple tree.
Taste it once
And the spell of its enchantment
Will never let you be.

Love
Is a bright star
Glowing in far Southern skies.
Look too hard
And its burning flame
Will always hurt your eyes.

Love
Is a high mountain
Stark in a windy sky.
If you
Would never lose your breath
Do not climb too high.


Comments about Love Song For Lucinda by Langston Hughes

  • (1/24/2011 1:47:00 PM)


    so short and yet so capturing, this poem is my ripe plum... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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