Yesterday one of my good friends in the poetry therapy community posted ‘Harlem’ by Langston Hughes, in honor of his birthday. It’s one of my favorite poems, since its imagery inspired me to express myself poetically. ‘Harlem’ speaks of a community that’s vibrant, yet having their dreams deferred by constant struggles.
I read ‘Harlem’ with the knowledge that I also handle dreams that face struggle and hardship. They are different than the difficulties Hughes describes in his poem, yet my dreams can also be effected by doubt and anxiety from time to time. I can only do my best to care for myself in these situations. To not be hard on myself when feelings of doubt take over. My dreams may be deferred at the moment, but it’s temporary, and it’s important for me to remember that.