Today we continued our look at poetry with an analysis of Langston Hughes' poem "Harlem" (below), following the six analysis steps as we did with "We Real Cool" (see yesterday's post).
Harlem
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?
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