I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.From The Negro Speaks of Rivers
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.
This one just gives me shivers, and it really shows Hughes' skill as a a poet. The two African rivers are framed by the Asian river and the American river, focusing the poem on Africa, while conveying a sort of westward motion (i.e. starting from the dawn of civilization at the Euphrates and ending with the African in America with the Mississippi).
Indeed, shivers. It is so simple and yet moving. And you have done a fine job of lifting up its potent structure.
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