African Americans, Africans, Poetry

The Negro Speaks of Rivers

The Negro speaks of river
The Negro speaks of rivers

The Negro Speaks of Rivers

Langston Hughes, 19021967
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
       flow of human blood in human vein.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
       went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen it muddy
       bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
I’ve known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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