by Langston Hughes


Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night

* This is another poem by an Author we read in this unit. This poem is cute and I felt as though it was appropriate for the month. It brings out the beautiful sensation of rain.

Life is Fine
by Langston Hughes


I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love--
But for livin' I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry--
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!

* This is another poem by Langston. I'm absolutely in love with this one, it stood out to me because it shows how you may go through hard times in life but to live is still beautiful thing.

by Margaret Atwood


Marriage is not
a house or even a tent

it is before that, and colder:

the edge of the forest, the edge
of the desert
the unpainted stairs
at the back where we squat
outside, eating popcorn

the edge of the receding glacier

where painfully and with wonder
at having survived even
this far

we are learning to make fire

We haven't read about this author in class. I found this poem very intellectual and it made me see the depth of marriage in a different way.

The Price of Peace
by Henry Van Dyke


Peace without Justice is a low estate,-
A coward cringing to an iron Fate!
But Peace through Justice is the great ideal,-
We'll pay the price of war to make it real.

Peace means so much to me. This poem analyzes the obstacles you may face to have peace in your life.

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- Maia Williams

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