Friday, August 31, 2007

A great poem from a great man....

Hughes....Dream Deferred.

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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