Feb 01 2026
Langston Hughes could hear poetry in places where other writers might have heard only noise. He heard it in blues singers and jazz bands, in conversations drifting through Harlem, in trains crossing the American landscape, in working people telling stories, in laughter that survived hardship, and in dreams that remained alive even when the world …
Jun 19 2022
I, Too I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother.They send me to eat in the kitchenWhen company comes,But I laugh,And eat well,And grow strong. Tomorrow,I’ll be at the tableWhen company comes.Nobody’ll dareSay to me,“Eat in the kitchen,”Then. Besides,They’ll see how beautiful I amAnd be ashamed— I, too, am America. -Langston Hughes
