poet Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes

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Pierrot

I work all day,
Said Simple John,
Myself a house to buy.
I work all day,
Said Simple John,
But Pierrot wondered why.
For Pierrrot loved the long white road,
And Pierrot loved the moon,
And Pierrot loved a star-filled sky,
And the breath of a rose in June.
I have one wife,
Said Simple John,
And,faith,I love her yet.
I have one wife,
Said Simple John,
But Pierrot left Pierrette.

For Pierrot saw a world of girls,
And Pierrot loved each one,
And Pierrot thought all maidens fair
As flowers in the sun.
Oh, I am good,
Said Simple John,
The Lord will take me in.
Yes, I am good,
Said Simple John,
But Pierrot's steeped in sin.
For Pierrot played on a slim guitar,
And Pierrot loved the moon,
And Pierrot ran down the long white road
With the burgher's wife one June.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 27, 2010

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Comments about Pierrot by Langston Hughes

  • Tazzy (4/2/2018 11:43:00 AM)

    I don't know exactly who I'm supposed to be cheering for - Pierrot or Simple John. Pierrot seems to be embracing life more fully than John, but John is more faithful, and tries harder to be good. I can't support Pierrot and his womanizing ways, but I can understand not wanting to feel tied down to any one person or thing. I like this poem, even though I can't wrap my head around it entirely.

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  • julesocool (3/7/2018 5:14:00 PM)

    like this poem and is doing a report on it

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  • Tom Allport (2/12/2017 4:00:00 PM)

    a poem of what will be will be? and what we see and what we do is all part of life's great mystery.

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    Alicia(11/8/2018 11:50:00 AM)

    actually i am doing this for school

    nice one(3/7/2018 5:16:00 PM)

    poet and didnt even know it

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