Noble House Blog

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.

Allow Me to Introduce Myself
Charles R. Smith

The call me
the show stopper
the dime dropper
the spin-move-to-the-left
reverse jam poppa.
The high flier
on the high wire.
The intense rim-rattlin’
noise
amplifier.

The net-shaker
back board breaker
creator
of the funky dunk
hip-shaker.
The Man
Sir Slam
The Legend
I be.

That’s just
a few of the names
they call me.

In A Station Of The Metro

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

Ezra Pound

Funky Snowman
Calef Brown

Funky Snowman loves to dance
You’d think he wouldn’t
have much chance
without two legs
or even pants.

Does that stop
Funky Snowman?

No!!

Turn up the music
with the disco beat,
when you’re in the groove,
you don’t need feet.
Crowds come out
and fill the street.

Kick it,
Funky Snowman!!