I’ve known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has…

I’ve known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

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“The Negro Speaks of Rivers,” from The Weary Blues (1926)

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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
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And all the songs we’ve sung
And all the hopes we’ve held
And all the flags we’ve hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay —
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I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers. - View Quote Details on I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world…
They’ll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed —
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The land that never has been yet —
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I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery’s scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek —
And finding only the same old stupid plan
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I…