To begin, we invite your comments (click 'comments' link below) on the following poem by Langston Hughes in 1951:
Harlem: A Dream Deferred
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
Not sure what to say? Consider...
- The time in which the poem was written (1951)
- The poet's ethnic heritage (Black American)
- What the imagery could represent
- Any other reactions you have