Langston Hughes & the Harlem Renaissance: Crash Course Literature 215

Hi, I’m John Green, this is Crash Course Literature, and
today we’re going to discuss the poetry of Langston Hughes. So the Harlem Renaissance was an early 20th
Century movement in which writers and artists of color explored what it means to be an artist,
what it means to be black, and what it means to be an American, and also what it means
to be all three of those things at the same time. MFTP: Mr. Green, Mr. Green! Does the Harlem
Renaissance have anything to do with that renaissance with, like, Leonardo de Vinci,
and all of the other… Ninja Turtles? Kind of, but the Harlem Renaissance happened
a lot later than the European Renaissance, also on a different continent, and there was
much less plague and much more jazz. [Theme Music] OK, so one journalist described the Harlem
Renaissance this way: “What a crowd! All classes and colors met face to face, ultra aristocrats,
bourgeois, communists, Park Avenue galore, bookers, publishers, Broadway celebs, and
Harlemites giving each other the once over.” What’s the once over? Is that a dirty thing,
Stan? Apparently it is not a dirty thing. The Harlem Renaissance began just after the
First World War and lasted into the early years of the Great Depression because it turns
out it’s pretty hard to have a renaissance when no one has any money, as they found out
in Venice. And like the European Renaissance, it was a social and political movement, but
also an artistic one. I mean it inspired literature and poetry, music, drama, ethnography, publishing,
dance, fashion, probably even some novelty cocktails. As Langston Hughes wrote about
this time: “The negro was in vogue.” Oh, it must be time for the open letter. Oh, look,
it’s a floating dictionary. An open letter to language. Hey there language, how’s it going? Don’t say it’s
going good, language; say it’s going well. So Langston Hughes often used the term “negro”
to refer to African Americans, and when we quote him or his poetry we’re also going to
use that term. But we won’t use it when I’m talking about African Americans or the African
American experience because these days we understand that term to be offensive. I would
argue that this is a good thing about language; it has the opportunity to evolve and to become
more inclusive. In short, language, I love you and I am amazed
by you every day. Sorry if that sounds creepy; I feel I might start singing the song from The
Bodyguard, so I’m just going to stop right now. Best wishes,
John Green Right, so, the poems, essays, and novels of
the Harlem Renaissance often discuss the so-called double consciousness of the African American
experience, a term coined by W.E.B. Dubois in his book The Souls of Black Folk, and which
you might remember from our To Kill a Mockingbird episode. Some writers like Countee Cullen,
and Claude McKay used poetic forms historically associated with European white people, like
the Shakespearean sonnet, the Petrarchan sonnet, and the villanelle, which is like a very fancy
sonnet, but other writers, including Langston Hughes, chose forms based on African and African
American folk forms, you know, fables and spirituals, children’s rhymes, and blues songs. This is actually part of Modernism generally,
as artists sought to mix high and low culture in an attempt to reinvent art. Like, see also
Marcel Duchamp putting a toilet in an art gallery. I should clarify: there were already toilets
in art galleries; he was putting it there as art. Anyway, let’s go to the Thought Bubble for
some background on Langston Hughes. Hughes was born in 1902 in Missouri to mixed-race
parents, who divorced early. He grew up in Kansas and began to write poetry in high school:
mostly because white students chose him as class poet. In his autobiography, he wrote:
“Well, everyone knows — except us — that all Negros have rhythm, so they elected me
class poet. I felt I couldn’t let my white classmates down and I’ve been writing poetry
ever since.” Hughes’ father wanted him to become a mining
engineer so Hughes went to Columbia University, but he left after his freshman year, in part
because other students have snubbed him, and in part because actually he didn’t want to
become a mining engineer. So he signed on to work on a boat, going more
or less around the world, returning a couple of years later, this is true, with a red-haired
monkey named Jocko. He didn’t enjoy the trip very much but that might actually have been
a good thing because as he wrote in his autobiography: “My best poems were all written when I felt
the worst. When I was happy, I didn’t write anything.” Which stands in stark contrast to all
the happy poets, you know: Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Hughes aimed to write in accessible, familiar
language, and in that he was influenced by poets like Paul Laurence Dunbar, and also
people like Carl Sandburg and Walt Whitman, all of whom wrote in vernacular, everyday
language in the hopes that their work could appeal to a larger audience.
Thanks Thought Bubble. So, as Hughes wrote in a 1927 essay, classical
forms didn’t support the work he wanted to do: “Certainly the Shakespearean sonnet would
be no mold in which to express the life of Beale Street or Lenox Avenue nor could the
emotions of State Street be captured in rondeau. I am not interested in doing tricks with rhymes.
I am interested in reproducing the human soul, if I can.” And this is what makes Hughes such an important
poet. He brilliantly combines formal poetry with the oral tradition, and he refuses to
draw a bright line between fine art and folk art. OK, in order to have a better understanding
of Hughes’ approach to poetry, let’s look at an early manifesto he wrote called “The
Negro Artist and the Racial Mountain.” In this essay, he criticizes other black writers
for being too interested in white culture and white forms. He writes: “This is the mountain
standing in the way of any true Negro art in America– this urge within the race toward
whiteness, the desire to pour racial individuality into the mold of American standardization, and to
be as little Negro and as much American as possible.” Now, some black writers, like Countee Cullen,
accused Hughes of being TOO black. Like in a review of Hughes’ first book Cullen wrote,
“There is too much emphasis of strictly Negro themes.” But, then again, later on, James
Baldwin would condemn Hughes for not diving deep enough into African American experience;
like Baldwin wrote that Hughes poems “take refuge, finally, in a fake simplicity in order
to avoid the very difficult simplicity of the experience.” It’s hard out there for a Langston Hughes. Anyway, let’s make up our own mind. I think
the best way to get a sense of how Langston Hughes expresses himself is probably to,
like, actually read a couple of his poems. Let’s begin with “The Negro Speaks of Rivers”: “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.” Here’s a bit of news that will be discouraging
to most of you aspiring writers out there: Hughes wrote that poem just after graduating
from high school. He was riding a train to see his estranged father and he passed over
the Mississippi. He writes: “I began to think about what that river, the old Mississippi,
had meant to Negros in the past… Then I began to think about other rivers in the past–the
Congo, and the Niger, and the Nile in Africa–and the thought came to me: ‘I’ve known rivers,’
and I put it down on the back of an envelope I had in my pocket, and within the space of
ten or fifteen minutes, as the train gathered speed in the dusk, I had written this poem.” Are you even serious? “Ten or fifteen minutes”!
What? Really! So “The Negro Speaks of Rivers” is in the
lyric mode: it’s poetry trying to capture an internal emotional state. He uses the vision
of these rivers to transcend his immediate relationships and to connect himself instead
to all of his African forefathers, trading the immediate for the immortal. The repetition
of “I’ve known rivers” at the beginning and “my soul has grown deep like the rivers” at
the middle and end, gives the poem the feeling of, like, a sermon or spiritual, in keeping
with Hughes’ use of folk forms. And then, there’s the catalog of active verbs:
“I bathed”, “I built”, “I listened”, “I looked.” Those show people actively participating in
human life and having agency; that even amid oppression and dehumanization, these people
were still building and listening and looking. And then, in the latter part of the poem,
there are adjectives that in other poems might be used pejoratively, like “muddy” and “dusky”,
that are linked with other adjectives, “golden”, “ancient”, that encourage us to perceive them
in a far more positive light. So, darkness and brownness are seen as lustrous and valuable
and revered. And I know that some of you will say, oh,
you’re overreading the poem: Hughes didn’t mean any of this stuff. To which I say: it
doesn’t matter. These are still interesting and cool uses of language. Although, as it
happens, I’m not overreading it. Anyway, let’s look at one more poem, “Harlem”,
written in 1951: “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?” The dream here is likely a version of the
American dream, a dream that at the time Hughes wrote the poem was still denied to most African
Americans. And in that sense, it’s kind of optimistic that Hughes uses the term deferred,
rather than, like, destroyed or forbidden. There’s also a great moment earlier in that
same book of poems in which Hughes writes, “Good morning Daddy, aint you heard, the boogie
woogie rumble, of a dream deferred”, which uses the conventions of blues music to associate the
deferral of the dream with, like, a boogie-woogie rumble. But the imagery in this poem is very negative:
it often takes things that are sweet and then makes them horrifying. You’ve got dried raisins,
running sores. I guess sores aren’t that sweet, but you do have crusty sweets. Even the verbs
are negative: “dry”, “fester”, “stink”, “crust”, “sag”. And that works against any real optimism.
This is made even more interesting and complicated by the fact that the poem sounds like a nursery
rhyme: it has neat, perfect, one-syllable rhymes like “sun” and “run”, “meat” and “sweet”.
But then you have the layout of the poem, which resists conventional stanzas, and that
troubles the simplicity here. Also, the rhythm of the poem is always changing. Like, this
isn’t straight iambic pentameter or anything like that, and that makes it hard to build
into a comfortable pace as the reader. And then there’s that last line, “Or does it explode”,
which from a meter perspective is totally fascinating because there’s a stress on every
single syllable: Or. Does. It. Ex-plode. I don’t want to get too Lit Crit-y on you but
it’s like the last line itself is trying to explode because there’s no break, no relief.
So the rhymes make it sound harmless, like it’s from a children’s book, but the imagery
and rhythm tell another, much more barbed story. And this is definitely one of Hughes’ more political poems: He’s warning that if circumstances don’t change, there might be dangerous consequences. This poem proceeded the bulk of the Civil Rights Movement, but it suggests that withholding true equality has
real risks and real costs to everyone in a social order. There’s so many other great Langston Hughes
poems that we don’t have time to discuss like: “Dream Boogie”, “I, Too”, “Dream Variations”,
“Theme for English B”. I want to share just one more with you, no lit crit or anything,
just the poem: “Folks I’m tell you, birthing is hard and dying is mean, so get yourself
a little lovin, in between.” See, sometimes literature is just in the business of proving
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100 thoughts on “Langston Hughes & the Harlem Renaissance: Crash Course Literature 215

  1. I love these videos, can you do one about modernism. I don't understand that movement.

  2. I disagree with him about the optimism of a dream deferred. Dream deferred seems to me in the similarity of the language usage, to be reminiscent of the proverb that reads "a hope deferred makes the heart grow sick." And much like negro spirituals and blues, while there is a melancholy in the Expression, it may have an uplifting air but in a way that highlights the grief of it, while simultaneously calling for hope as well as solidarity. It is a lament, while hopeful, it highlights the struggle. I could very well be wrong though….

  3. Or maybe he just failed on rhyming and rhythm for the last poem. And then we think it's amazing because of it

  4. i only have one question is he a dark romantic or a bright romantic? i was confused after reading his poems and thought he was a dark romantic then halfway through this video i thought he was a bright romantic and now i have no idea.

  5. My favorite poem by Langston Hughes? (And yes, I'm being sincere here).

    "Lenin walks around the world. Frontiers cannot bar him. Neither barracks nor barricades impede. Nor does barbed wire scar him.
    Lenin walks around the world. Black, brown, and white receive him. Language is no barrier. The strangest tongues believe him.
    Lenin walks around the world. The sun sets like a scar. Between the darkness and the dawn There rises a red star."

  6. Negro is less offensive to me than "African-American" which implies that I'm not fully American

  7. That tf2 image tho. It's at 0:47 for anyone who wants to see.

  8. Hi,
    I have a question concerning the poem "Theme for English B", if anyone have an idea : feel free to let me know! By the end of the poem, the speaker mentions that perhaps his teacher does not want to be a part of him. So far, we can guess that the teacher would not like to be a part of him because of the discrimination/ racism the speaker has to bear. However, the speaker mentions that neither him (often) would not like to be a part of the teacher. Somehow, he emphasizes that his teacher is white, therefore, he has more freedom. Then, why the speaker would not like to be a part of him, while he seems to envy his freedom. Would you say that it is a sense of pride of his culture ? According to his biography, Hughes was mostly raised by his grandmother, who gave him a sense of racial pride. Would that make sense? Any other ideas?

  9. Crash Course was made necessary by my history teacher, which is awesome, by the way. I've loved your shows. But it seems that you were particularly touched by the writing of my favorite poet Langston Hughes. It's nice to see that you feel so moved by his poetry.

  10. "LIFE IS FOR THE LIVING" brought me here. I had long ago heard a speaker poignantly quoting an ill relative saying those words and they have echoed in my head all these years. I don't know if it was meant to be a quote from Langston Hughes snappy poem, but I'm glad to have found him!
    “Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.”

  11. it has always weirded me out that "negro" is such a bad word in english…i'm spanish and what you consider a horrible slur is just my word for the color black (and black people) pronounced weird (to spanish speakers, of course)… I never understood how it came to be that english speakers started using a spanish word with english pronuntiation as an insult… like… english already has a word (black) but you came to use our word for it?????????? and then made it so it's awful sounding and degrading??????????? srsly… someone please explain why they used it instead of black?!?!?!?!?!

    (btw, here in spain saying someone is black is not an insult, it's just a descriptor the same as saying someone is white or asian or latino/a)

  12. Did he say it's hard out there for a Langston Hughes??? Now that was funny!

  13. Why do they even call it Renaissance? What is the Rebirth of what? I mean it's not like jazz existed before or was big and it just made a comeback. Or sophisticated and enjoyable music didn't exist before and just started one day cough cough Wolfgang Armadillos one example.

    And even the original meaning of Renaissance for medieval Europe is a little misleading because by 1200 or even before that Europe had started developing a lot and Technology. I mean the Crusader armies we're more advanced and can already beat a Chinese Army head-to-head on even ground in the battlefield.

    So what was the so-called Harlem "Renaissance" title for? Rebirth of what? What exist before that was big and now it's again?

  14. You smoke ganja, don’t you? I knew I liked you. I can hear it in your voice. “Oh look it’s a floating dictionary…” there’s a leafy plant behind you. Your pseudonym is John “Green”…

  15. dude, you should say the term, everybody needs to learn not to take offence these days.

  16. The first time I read his poem was in Chinese textbook, my middle school teacher failed to explain it. He told us Hughes was homesick. 😫😩

  17. Bland White guy telling me about the Harlem Renaissance… I mean, seriously… am I the only one bothered by this?

    A period of flavor and color spoken about like a blimp in history, by a person who could never reaaaaalllllly understand it. I mean – just because you pay exponential rent in a now gentrified Harlem, doesn't actually make you understand what Harlem actually meant to America.

    This video is frustrating.

  18. I love these videos please make them forever I am an English major and I need them thank you.


  20. Offensive. It is that kind of political correctness that caused Trump to become president.

  21. Love Langston Hughes. If you want to read another great African American poet read J.G. Finche's work.

  22. John Green,
    Good video about a great time period, but can we please stop with the trigger warnings? If someone can't handle the word Negro used in a historical context, then that person does not have a deep enough emotional capacity to follow this video anyway. On that same note, while watching a video on history, I should not be able to tell that you are politically on the left. It tells me that your videos may be told through bias. Its fine that you as a person has a leftist leaning view point, but it's not ok that I can tell that just by watching any of your videos. History and News should both be reported without bias or political opinion. It is irresponsible of you.

  23. Are there any videos that talk about the structure of lyrical poems like "Harlem"? It would be useful because I am currently writing an explication about the tone, metaphorical language(imagery), and the structure of Harlem.

  24. I have read some of Langston Hughes poetry, such as "A Dream Deferred" and "Rent" , etc. I totally agree with you that even though the language is simple it has a deeper meaning reading between the lines. Thank You for sharing this content.

  25. If theres one moment in time america was truly great, it would have to be the hope and creativity thriving during the harlem renaissance. I read into him quite a bit in the previous months and am now recording and mixing a full length album. realizing how much my hopes reflect the explosiveness of his sermons is really something. simple, operative and vernacularized poetry is the way to go, that epic reality of the american dream must be captured. whoever mentione ginsberg, they were right about somethings, but they were stirring for the truth compared to the dawn of the jazz age.

  26. Really Brilliant work, Young Professor-Scholar!M^^ Merci Beaucoup ✨🌅😎🎇⚓️😘😊

  27. For the purpose of citations, are you considered a video blog or another way to cite?

  28. Hello all. I recently released my first verse novel and was hoping to gain an audience. The book is titled That's All He Wrote In Black Bottom and it's about a negro poet in 1938. Who becomes inspired by the blues after moving from Alabama to Detroit. I took alot of inspiration from Hughes works and it features 48 poems mostly in the style of Jazz and Blues poetry. Please check it out for me. .co/d/crOYQlZ

  29. Hey! Do you have any of the resources/references that you used? Would love to delve into the topic in more detail. I have a deadline next week (28/01/19) and would love to integrate some of the ideas you discussed, but need solid references.

  30. "a raisin the sun"
    That's like the play and novel. The novel is all about a black family with an AMERICAN DREAM. Now thinking about Hughes and his black culture. . . THE DIRECT CORRELATION IS EXEMPLARY. WHY DIDN'T I KNOW THIS BEFORE UGH HAHA

  31. Sorry, making language overly sensitive does not make it "inclusive." Instead, it separates us into groups and makes people less able to communicate properly. This should stop.

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  33. I'm disappointed in these comments. John Green made a bioshock and family guy reference in the same video and nobody commented about it. i love him

  34. I'm only sixteen and I started writing down ideas for books and poem's when I was twelve, take that! ;3

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