When Sue Wears Red Poem by Langston Hughes
When Sue Wears Red
When Susanna Jones wears red
her face is like an ancient cameo
Turned brown by the ages.
Come with a blast of trumphets, Jesus!
When Susanna Jones wears red
A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night
Walks once again.
Blow trumphets, Jesus!
And the beauty of Susanna Jones in red
Burns in my heart a love-fire sharp like a pain.
Sweet silver trumphets, Jesus!
I like red clothing also. Susanna looks her best in red and who am I to doubt that?
Susanna Jones means a lot to the speaker. I love how powerfully he thinks of her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I want to meet Susanna Jones