The stars went out and so did the moon.
Muddy "Mississippi" Waters Live (1979)
The singer stopped playing and went to bed
Howling Wolf Sings the Blues (1962)
While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
Elmore James' The Sky is Crying (1965)
He slept like a rock or a man that’s dead.
Robert Johnson's King of the Delta Blues Singers (1961)
From Langston Hughes’ The Weary Blues (1926)
Filed under Album Covers
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
Christine Thomas' Big Splash, Glenelg Road, Brixton, Lambeth, SW9
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over–
like a syrupy sweet?
Stephen Pusey's Brixton Academy Mural, Brixton Academy, Stockwell Park Walk, Brixton, Lambeth, SW9
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
London Wall Public Art's Bellefields Road Mural 2, Bellefields Road, Brixon, Lambeth, SW9
Or does it explode?
Brian Barnes and Dale McCrea's Nuclear Dawn, Coldharbour Lane, Brixton, Lambeth, SW9
From Langston Hughes’ A Dream Deferred (1926)
Filed under Photographs
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