Treasure Island

Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

Demand


Listen!
Dear dream of utter aliveness-
Touching my body of utter death-
Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliveness,
The flaming source of your bright breath.
Tell me, O dream of utter aliveness-
Knowing so well the wind and the sun-
Where is this light
Your eyes see forever?
And what is the wind
You touch when you run?

Submitted: Saturday, March 27, 2010

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