Hughes....Dream Deferred.
How good is that? I read that one a lot even after I discovered it 15 years ago. Make me think about what I put off and where the hell I am going. Sometimes I need a jolt to refocus my life and this poem give me that time and again.
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
How good is that? I read that one a lot even after I discovered it 15 years ago. Make me think about what I put off and where the hell I am going. Sometimes I need a jolt to refocus my life and this poem give me that time and again.
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