Monday, August 6, 2012
Langston Hughes: Looking for Joy
I went to look for Joy,
Slim, dancing Joy,
Gay, laughing Joy,
And I found her
Driving the butcher's cart
In the arms of the butcher boy!
Such company, such company,
As keeps this young nymph, Joy!
I think the charm is its ambiguity. Is Joy a young girl or is it the emotion itself? Or is it both? Whichever it is, Joy can be found anywhere, even in the arms of the butcher boy. I can picture the cart moving through the streets guided by the butcher boy with his love in his arms, and their hands intertwined while holding the reins. I can also picture that same cart driven by a young boy, grinning cheerfully, smiling at all who meet his eye, just glad to be alive.