Langston Hughes

(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

Dream Variations - Poem by Langston Hughes

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.


Comments about Dream Variations by Langston Hughes

  • Holly Dowell (2/2/2016 11:51:00 PM)

    My favorite poem to teach with for 22 years! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Slenderman (10/17/2012 1:06:00 PM)

    It's interesting how this poem might be a metaphor for me. Already Reported Reply

    Holly Dowell (2/2/2016 11:51:00 PM)

    TROLL/violent video game pretending to be dark man. So original...be gone, utter stagnation! !

  • Tipha iight (3/23/2012 12:30:00 PM)

    This poem made me smile. (Report) Reply

  • Iris Westry (1/12/2010 12:06:00 AM)

    THIS HAS BEEN ONE OF MY FAVORITE POEMS EVERY SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL, AND I STILL LOVE IT. (Report) Reply

  • William Simpson (1/11/2009 7:26:00 PM)

    Genuinely absorbing; both to young and old alike, whatever the color. Mr. Hughes has permitted us to dream, and to be; in all of the glory imaginable by any reader; any age. (Report) Reply

  • Riquetta Elliott (4/23/2008 1:33:00 PM)

    Like this one its really good. (Report) Reply

  • Rick James (1/18/2008 7:33:00 AM)

    I'm Rick Jamessss, b! tch! (Report) Reply

  • Chris Hansen (1/18/2008 7:30:00 AM)

    I'm Chris Hansen, from dateline NBC....I will catch you Micheal Jackson! (Report) Reply

  • Micheal Jackson (1/10/2008 12:03:00 PM)

    hey kiley, i see you. i'm always watching you =) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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