A legendary poet.
Life:
February 1, 1902
May 22, 1967
Known for:
The Weary Blues
A Dream Deferred
Internationally acclaimed poet
Harlem Renaissance
Quotes
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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