/* Code Comments */harlem by langston hughes
2021-02-05
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A Raisin In The Sun opens with Langston Hughes’ beautiful poem “Harlem”.
Harlem BY LANGSTON HUGHES > 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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