Monday, July 28, 2008

audacity of hope

i bought it also. 2 books to read. yay!

The Negro Speaks of Rivers by langston hughes

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.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy
bosom turn all golden in the sunset.

I've known rivers:
ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers



yeah. i haven't been doing that lately. im a little bored tonight. im trying to think of something interesting to talk about.

the last sentence was actually repeated several times in soul mountain. it was a bit of a theme and a bit of a weak point to the novel, accenting the stream of consciousness aspect and the idea that even the best storytellers grow a little uninterested in their tales but also bringing attention to the fact that the author had to use repetition to drive home a point that couldve been a lot more understated and just as effective.

hooray for bullshit literary criticism i came up with on the fly.

1 comment:

esha said...

wow... i was never this eager to read that book... of course pun intended... even without parenthesis.


i like the poem...i have read this before :)