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!

To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.

by Langston Hughes

Comments (14)

i read this 100 times in the last minute
What a great poem
feeling like a a complete jerk you dont have to tell me how mad you are because why would do something like that not i am misified
This was the first Black Poem I learned in kindergarten. I recited it on stage at my first program♡
Great poem
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