There are some poets who can
cram a lot of idea into a few words. Langston Hughes is certainly among that
company. We’ve heard from him in
the past—he’s always worth a revisit, though.
Especially during this month
of perseverance, his “Dreams” seems appropriate. Short poem, much meaning. And
we need to keep it in mind, lest we bend under the daily and hourly onslaught from
those who’d like to turn the lives of the people into a barren field.
“Dreams”
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
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