City of Hatred

“Hold Fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.” - Langston Hughes

Does this quote sound familiar? It was written by Langston Hughes around 1920. My exegesis is that Hughes was broached to speak about bigger goals, aspirations, and hopes for a person’s life rather than dreams at night.

If that still doesn’t ring a bell to you, then let’s learn more about him! James Mercer Langston Hughes born February 1, 1901, was born into a home with two enslaved grandmothers and two white slave owners. After his birth his father left him and his mother to escape the racism of America. Even though Hughes moved a lot he mostly lived with his maternal grandmother Mary, in Lawrence, Kansas, though that didn’t stop the burning desire within his heart to express himself through his writing, he wanted his voice to be heard. In his 1940 autobiography The Big Sea, he said: “I was unhappy for a long time, and very lonesome, living with my grandmother. Then it was that books began to happen to me, and I began to believe in nothing but books and the wonderful world in books—where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas.”

After his grandmother died he attended Central high school where he met his teacher, Helen Marie Chestnut who he thought was inspiring. Hughes was elected class poet in elementary school. He stated that in reminiscence he thought it was because of the stereotype about African Americans having rhythm. During high school in Cleveland, Hughes wrote for the school newspaper, edited the yearbook, and began to write short stories, etc; this was the start of his journey for his career. After experiencing racism at his old school, Hughes settled in Hartley Hall, but he still suffered from racism among his classmates, who seemed adverse to anyone who did not fit into a WASP (White Anglo-Saxon Protestants) category.

He was ardent to the African-American people and neighborhood of Harlem than to his studies, yet he continued writing poetry. Harlem was a center of vibrant cultural life. Hughes’ life and work were enormously influential during the Harlem Renaissance of the 1920s, alongside those of his contemporaries. Hughes and his contemporaries had different principles and aspirations than the black middle class.

Hughes and his fellows tried to depict the “low-life” in their art, that is, the real lives of blacks in the lower social-economic era. His poetry and fiction portrayed the lives of the working-class blacks in America, lives he portrayed as full of struggle, bliss, laughter, and music.

That’s what he wanted to master stroke, since he had experienced it and his grandmother Mary told him about racial pride, he had a vision, he soon master stroked.

On May 22, 1967, Hughes died at the age of 66 from complications after abdominal surgery related to prostate cancer. His ashes are interred beneath a floor medallion in the middle of the foyer in the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture in Harlem. It is the entrance to an auditorium named for him. The ornamentation on the pavement is an African cosmogram entitled Rivers. The title is taken from his poem “The Negro Speaks of Rivers”.

Within the center of the cosmogram is the line: “My soul has grown deep like the rivers”. There now you know more about the famous African-American poet who wrote amazing poems you can check out like Dreams, Harlem, The Negro Speaks of Rivers, and the most famous Mother To Son.

I believe this was a substantial choice that helped black activists and achievers everywhere.

Langston Hughes is one of my favorite poets, he went through trials and tribulations but in the end still persevered and was resilient all the way through. I was first introduced to Hughes in my 7th grade year when Principal James recited and acted out his poem “Mother to Son” while she was serving as our classroom teacher. From that introduction of Hughes, I began to see myself differently.

I saw myself in a more classy way and got a vision of the woman that I will become in the next 7-10 years. Hughes and Principal James encouraged me to write my own poems. To date, I have written 2 poems that have been great hits at school with my teachers! Now, everytime that I write, I express myself in a way that I never had before, and that’s all thanks to James Mercer Langston Hughes and Principal James helping poetry to “come alive” for me. I was inspired by Hughes’ prominent line from mother to son “Life For Me Ain’t Been No Crystal Stair”, that one singular line made me think of how hard life has been. I also realized how hard my mother continues to work to help me get to where I am today. I am most thankful for Langston Hughes’ contributions not only to Blacks, but to the world! Langston Hughes through his poetry, helped me see my life and my mother in a different perspective, he created an open mind for me. I’ve changed for the better. I now find peace in reading and writing poetry. I hope reading his poems and learning more about him helps you open your eyes to more of an understanding with yourself.