Collier, B. & Hughes. L. (2012). I too am America. New York: Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers.Coretta Scott King AwardChoice BookThis book discusses African Americans. They used to not be able to do what everyone else could. This book tries to show that we are all the same, we are all Ame...
After reading "My People" by Langston Hughes, I feel like what brought the poem together, and made it have some sense is the photography Charles R. Smith Jr. took. I absolutely love the fact that every character or model had their own voice. They all had an facial expression that another did not ...
1.Is it Logical? Yes, It is logical it tells how the river has impacted people lives. For example in this poem it states, "I've known the rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins". This Show the rivers is as ancient as humans or even more.2.Is the writer t...
As Beth and a few others have already touched on, Langston Hughes aided in the early breaking of barriers between whites and blacks in his field. He did this, I believe, by not closing himself off from whites or anyone “other than negroes,” as many other negro activists did in that time (almost u...
This collection of stories explores themes of race and race relations in the early twentieth century. The issues addressed in the collection will ring familiar to people schooled in the racial history of the United States prior to the Civil Rights Era. Consequently, the character types, plots, ...
From the publication of his first book in 1926, Langston Hughes was America's acknowledged poet of color, the first to commemorate the experience--and suffering--of African-Americans in a voice that no reader, black or white, could fail to hear. In this, his last collection of verse, Hughes's vo...
For every bustling jazz joint that opened in Korean War–era Harlem, a new church seemed to spring up. Tambourines to Glory introduces you to an unlikely team behind a church whose rock was the curb at 126th and Lenox. Essie Belle Johnson and Laura Reed live in adjoining tenement flats, adrift on...
The sunny-faced South, Beast-strong, Idiot-brained. The child-minded South Scratching in the dead fire’s ashes For a Negro’s bones. Cotton and the moon, Warmth, earth, warmth, The sky, the sun, the stars, The magnolia-scented South. Beautiful, like a woman, Seductive as a ...
I pick up my life And take it on the train To Los Angeles, Bakersfield, Seattle, Oakland, Salt Lake, Any place that is North and West— And not South. I am fed up With Jim Crow laws, People who are cruel And afraid, Who lynch and run, Who are scared of me And me of them. I pick up my life And take...