Pris De Peur. (Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker

Pris De Peur. (Translation) .

Nous nous ecrions parmi les grattes-ciel
Comme nos ancetres
S'ecriaient parmi les palmes de l'Afrique
Parce que nous sommes seuls,
C'est la nuit,
Et nous avons peur.

-'Afraid'. Langston Hughes. From 'The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes', op. cit., p.41.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The negro people are afraid at night among the high-rise buildings.
They are like their ancestors in Africa who cried out among the palm trees of Africa.
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