Negro
The
South I am a Negro:
Black as the night is black,
Black like the depths of my Africa.
I've
been a slave:
Caesar told me to keep his door-steps clean.
I brushed the boots of Washington.
I've
been a worker:
Under my hand the Pyramids arose.
I made the mortar for the Woolworth Building.
I've
been a singer:
All the way from Africa to Georgia
I carried my sorrow songs.
I made ragtime.
I've
been a victim:
The Belgians cut off my hands in the Congo.
They lynch me still in Mississippi.
I'm
a Negro:
Black as the night is black.
Blake like the depths of Africa.
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Discussion
Questions
- Where are
the main ideas in this poem? Details?
- What does
being black mean to the narrator?
- Provide
evidence that this person has had a difficult life.
- Which phrase
is a simile? What comparisons are being made?
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The
South
The
lazy, laughing South
With blood on its mouth.
The sunny-faced South,
Beast-strong,
Idiot-brained.
The child-minded South
Scratching in the dead fire's ashes
For a Negro's bones.
Cotton and the moon,
Warmth, earth, warmth,
The sky, the sun, the stars,
The Magnolia-scented South.
Beautiful, like a woman,
Seductive as a dark-eyed whore,
Passionate, cruel,
Honey-lipped, syphilitic -
This is the South.
And I, who am black, would love her
But she spits in my face.
And I, who am black
Would give her many rare gifts
But she turns her back upon me.
So now I see the North -
the cold-faced North,
For she, they say,
Is a kinder mistress,
And in her house my children
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Discussion
Questions
- What human
characteristics are given to The South?
- What comparison's
are made?
- What feeling
do you get from this poem?
- What are
some descriptive phrases used in this poem?
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Hungry
Child
Hungry
child
I didn't make this world for you.
You didn't buy any stock in my railroad.
You didn't invest in my corporation.
Where are your shares in standard oil?
I made the world for the rich
And the will-be-rich
And the have-always-been-rich.
Nor for you,
Hungry child.
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Discussion
Questions
- What is
the author's message?
- Have you
ever felt the way this child must feel? Explain.
- The writer
almost makes it seem like it is the child's fault he's hungry.
Provide support.
- Is society
the same today? Explain.
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The
Dream Keeper
Bring
me all of your dreams,
You dreamers,
Bring me all of your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
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Discussion
Questions
- Explain
this poem in your own words.
- What message
is the author trying to get across?
- Give an
example of the "too rough fingers" of the world.
- How do
you see "The Dream Keeper?" Illustrate this poem.
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My
People
The
night is beautiful
So the faces of my people.
The
stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful,
also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.
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Discussion
Questions
- What is
being compared in this poem?
- How does
the poet feel about his people?
- What items
from nature can you compare with people?
- Would your
comparison be as "positive" as this one?
- What message
might Hughes be trying to get across?
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Migration
A
little Southern colored child
Comes to a Northern school
And is afraid to play
With the white children.
At
first they are nice to him,
But finally they taunt him
And call him "nigger."
The
colored children
Hate him, too,
After
awhile.
He
is a little dark boy
With a round black face
And a white embroidered collar.
Concerning
this
Little frightened child
One might make a story
Charting tomorrow.
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Discussion
Questions
- Why do
all the children hate this child?
- Have you
ever gone to a new school? How were you treated?
- How do
you treat students who are new?
- What helps
to form first impressions?
- What names
do you hear students call others? How do these names make you
feel?
- Based on
the way he is treated, what might happen to this child in the
future? What might his "tomorrow" be like?
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I, TOO
I, too,
sing America.
I am the
darker brother.
They send
me to eat in the kitchen
When company
comes,
But I laugh,
And eat
well,
And grow
strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll be
at the table
When company
comes.
Nobody'll
dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the
kitchen,"
Then.
Besides,
They'll
see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed
- -
I, too,
am America.
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Discussion
Questions
- Describe
this person's lifestyle. Provide text to support your answer.
- How does
the narrator handle this treatment?
- What are
this person's future plans?
- Why might
he/she feel this way?
- Do you
think the narrator is male or female? Explain.
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Mother
to Son
Well,
son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor --
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now --
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
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Discussion
Questions
- How do
you picture the woman in this poem?
- What clues
are given regarding the woman's education?
- What kind
of life has this woman had? Provide evidence from the poem.
- What is
the message to her son?
- Have your
parents ever given you similar advice? Explain.
- Why is
this particular style of writing used? (I'se)
- Could a
person write a poem such as this today?
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