{"id":11282,"date":"2011-01-06T03:32:56","date_gmt":"2011-01-06T03:32:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mixedracestudies.org\/wordpress\/?p=11282"},"modified":"2011-01-06T03:32:56","modified_gmt":"2011-01-06T03:32:56","slug":"mulatto-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/?p=11282","title":{"rendered":"Mulatto [Poem]"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><em>Mulatto [Poem]<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>1927<br \/>\n<strong><a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Langston_Hughes\" target=\"_blank\">Langston Hughes<\/a><\/strong> (1902-1967)<\/p>\n<p>I am your son, white man!<br \/>\nGeorgia dusk<br \/>\nAnd the turpentine woods.<br \/>\nOne of the pillars of the temple fell.<\/p>\n<p>You are my son!<br \/>\nLike Hell!<br \/>\nThe moon over the turpentine woods.<br \/>\nThe Southern night<br \/>\nFull of stars,<br \/>\nGreat big yellow stars.<\/p>\n<p>What&#8217;s a body but a toy?<\/p>\n<p>Juicy bodies<br \/>\nOf nigger wenches<br \/>\nBlue black<br \/>\nAgainst black fences.<br \/>\nO, you little bastard boy,<br \/>\nWhat&#8217;s a body but a toy?<br \/>\nThe scent of pine wood stings the soft night air.<\/p>\n<p>What\u2019s the body of your mother?<br \/>\nSilver moonlight everywhere.<\/p>\n<p>What&#8217;s the body of your mother?<br \/>\nSharp pine scent in the evening air.<\/p>\n<p>A nigger night,<br \/>\nA nigger joy,<br \/>\nA little yellow<br \/>\nBastard boy.<br \/>\nNaw, you ain\u2019t my brother.<br \/>\nNiggers ain\u2019t my brother.<br \/>\nNot ever.<br \/>\nNiggers ain\u2019t my brother.<br \/>\nThe Southern night is full of stars,<br \/>\nGreat big yellow stars.<\/p>\n<p>O, sweet as earth,<br \/>\nDusk dark bodies<br \/>\nGive sweet birth<br \/>\nTo little yellow bastard boys.<\/p>\n<p>Git on back there in the night,<br \/>\nYou ain\u2019t white<br \/>\nThe bright stars scatter everywhere.<br \/>\nPine wood scent in the evening air.<\/p>\n<p>A nigger night,<br \/>\nA nigger joy.<br \/>\nI am your son, white man!<\/p>\n<p>A little yellow<br \/>\nBastard boy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mulatto [Poem] 1927 Langston Hughes (1902-1967) I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple fell. You are my son! Like Hell! The moon over the turpentine woods. The Southern night Full of stars, Great big yellow stars. What&#8217;s a body but a toy? Juicy [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,8,1617],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11282","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","category-media-archive","category-poetry-books"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11282","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11282"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11282\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11282"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11282"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mixedracestudies.org\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11282"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}