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Love Poem #11 – “My Loves” by Langston Hughes

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I love to see the big white moon,

A shining in the sky;

I love to see the little stars,

When the shadow clouds go by.

 

I love the rain drops falling,

On my roof-top in the night;

I love the soft wind’s sighing,

Before the dawn’s gray light.

 

I love the deepness of the blue,

In my Lord’s heaven above;

But better than all these things I think,

I love my lady love.

 

Comment:

The beautiful imagery of this poem speaks to the deep feelings of a great love.

We should all be so lucky.

 

QUESTION(S)

What do you think about the imagery in this poem?

Love Poem #10 – “The Ring” by Langston Hughes

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Love is the master of the ring
And life a circus tent.
What is this silly song you sing?
Love is the master of the ring.

I am afraid!
Afraid of Love
And of Love’s bitter whip!
Afraid,
Afraid of Love
And Love’s sharp, stinging whip.

What is this silly song you sing?
Love is the master of the ring.

 

Comment:

The fear of loving and losing gives the emotion dominion over your psyche.   However, is it fear or love that is the ruler?

QUESTION(S):

Do you have any fears about the emotion of LOVE?

Love Poem #8 – “Lament over Love” by Langston Hughes

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I hope my child’ll
Never love a man.
I say I hope my child’ll
Never love a man.
Love can hurt you
Mo’n anything else can.

I’m goin’ down to the river
An’ I ain’t goin’ there to swim;
Down to the river,
Ain’t goin’ there to swim.
My true love’s left me
And I’m goin’ there to think about him.

Love is like whiskey,
Love is like red, red wine.
Love is like whiskey,
Love is sweet red wine.
If you want to be happy
You got to love all the time.

I’m goin’ up in a tower
Tall as a tree is tall,
Up in a tower
Tall as a tree is tall.
Gonna think about my man—
And let my fool-self fall.

Comments:

This is obviously the rantings of a heart-broken, drunken woman who I hope slept it off and woke up to realize that it was HIS lost.

QUESTION(S)

What are your thoughts about this poem?

Love Poem #4 – “Fire-Caught” by Langston Hughes

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The gold moth did not love him
So, gorgeous, she flew away.
But the gray moth circled the flame
Until the break of day.
And then, with wings like a dead desire,
She fell, fire-caught, into the flame.

 

This poem tells us that sometimes the love we search for comes from an unexpected source.

The journey of the gray moth is moving as she patiently gives all for love.

I really like this one.

QUESTION(S):

Have you ever felt like the gray moth?