It is still Poetry Month

She stands
In the quiet darkness,

This troubled woman

Bowed by

Weariness and pain

Like an

Autumn flower

In the frozen rain,

Like a

Wind-blown autumn flower

That never lifts its head

Again.

April is Poetry Month

I can read Don't You Turn Back, Poems by Langston Hughes over and over (and I have). This book with woodcuts is one of my favorite things that I own. Since it's Poetry Month, I would be remiss if I didn't take advantage of this opportunity to share some of my favorite poems from Langston Hughes.

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go
Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.