At the Spingarn Medal award ceremony, St. Paul, Minnesota, 1960. Arthur B. Spingarn is behind Hughes. (illustration credit 30)

Durban, Birmingham,

Cape Town, Atlanta,

Johannesburg, Watts,

The earth around

Struggling, fighting,

Dying—for what?

A world to gain.

—“QUESTION AND ANSWER,” 1966

In 1960, when the NAACP bestowed on Hughes its highest honor, the Spingarn Medal, he declared: “I can accept it only in the name of the Negro people who have given me the materials out of which my poems and stories, plays and songs, have come.” This link between his art and black Americans remained essential to him. With the United States on the brink of historic political and cultural changes, it led Hughes to works such as Ask Your Mama, an innovative volume of poetry with roots in the blues and modernist jazz, and Black Nativity, a Christmas gospel show that would remain a favorite with African American audiences. Inspired by Africa as various countries there emerged from colonialism, he traveled in 1961 to Uganda and Egypt and later made other visits to the continent. Although some younger black Americans, with the rise of Black Power militancy in the mid-1960s, would increasingly find his verse on the whole too tame, most readers continued to celebrate Hughes as a towering figure who had moved people to understand better and eventually to celebrate not only African American culture but also the human condition itself.

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

January 21, 1960

Dear Arna: Was way over in Brooklyn tonight for rehearsal of the Poetry-Choir program.1 Back at 1:30 and revised part of SHAKESPEARE IN HARLEM for which I hear they’ve got the money and go into rehearsal next week for off-Broadway opening mid-February.2 Then on my way to bed I started to read the COOL WORLD, novel version, and just finished it now at 8:30 in the A. M. so am really on my way to bed.3 (Someone at rehearsal lent it to me.)

Play script |of Cool World| is much more repellant than novel, although it uses most of the dialogue. But, lacking the asides and overtones, it comes out (in my opinion) a holy horror with nobody at all sympathetic or likable—just a script full of unpleasant kids, each one depicting a vice of one sort or another—a kind of colored juvenile BEGGARS OPERA without that play’s sardonic humor and social commentary. (Or am I becoming over-sensitive racially, and NAACP-ish? I just hate to see a whole stage full of Harlem kids at a big Broadway theatre—in front of white folks—depicted that way—without a single decent one in the bunch.) None are that bad.

Oh, well, set back 50 years again! <The Race!> But the last setback—when it comes—will be the boomerang that will set back the setter-backers! Some old slingshot somewhere in the world is going to throw the rock that slays Goliath. Selah! A 14 year old strumpet and a 15 year old pimp and a 16 year old junkie whose brother goes to is just un peu trop! Didn’t Lillian Smith’s loose young lady go to Fisk, too?4 Why do they pick on you-all so much—suppose to be our most polished college? (It turned out Du Bois, but nobody puts him in a play.) I think they’re out to do us in, myself. I know you have a more protective feeling than I toward liberals. Didn’t somebody say, “I can take care of my enemies, but God protect me from my friends.”

And I hear it’s got a movie sale, already!

You’re colleged. If I’m over-sensitive, tell me. I tries to be objective.

But, honest, I never saw or read a white play about so many assorted bad people so young on any stage. Even in THE BAD SEED and TEA AND SYMPATHY and HATFUL OF RAIN and BLACK ORPHEUS and THE RESPECTFUL PROSTITUTE, somebody is trying to do right.5

Respectfully yours,
J. L. Hughes
James L. Hughes
(My full and legal name)

TO WOLE SOYINKA [TLS]

[On Crown Publishers, Inc. 419 Fourth Avenue, New York 16, N. Y. letterhead]

January 31, 1960

Dear Wole Soyinka:6

As you may know, for many years now I have been compiling an anthology of African writing, which will be published by Crown Publishers under the title of AN AFRICAN TREASURY. It will consist of articles, essays, stories, poems, and miscellaneous items by indigenous Africans, and one of the distinguishing features of the collection is that all of the contributors are writers of color. I think this will make for not only a rich and stimulating reading experience but also an important expression of what African writers are thinking and saying.

In keeping with the high standards we have set for this anthology, I would very much like to include the material listed below, the rights to which, I understand, are controlled by you. If you do not control the rights, would you please pass this letter on to the person or publication which does. Since there is a time consideration, I would appreciate it if you could return the form below to me Airmail. We will of course give you appropriate credit in each instance, so would you please indicate exactly how you would like that credit to read. Since this is a small book which we are trying to put out at the lowest price possible to reach the widest market, our budget necessarily is limited; but if you do give us permission to include your material, we will pay you $10.00.

Thank you very much for your attention to this matter.

Sincerely yours,
Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes

Selection(s): 2 POEMS

THE IMMIGRANT
.… AND THE OTHER IMMIGRANT
from “Black Orpheus”

TO JULIAN BOND [TL]

TO: Julian Bond,7
672 Beckwith Street, S. W.,
Atlanta, Georgia (14)
Apt. 4.

March 21, 1960

Dear Julian:

Please send me the poems, man! I liked the three I saw very much, so would like to have copies of those, plus a half dozen or so more, if you have them, from which I might make a tentative selection for the anthology of new poets8—before I go away next week on a North Carolina lecture tour until Easter.

I have already some thirteen very interesting younger colored poets’ work—quite enough to make what I think will be a very good collection of mostly—as yet—unpublished work. And I’d certainly like to include some things of yours among them in submitting the manuscripts to the interested publisher shortly. There will be a payment for each poem used, if accepted.

Please tell the family I enjoyed seeing them all—and the dinner—very much. And I will be writing your father shortly. At the moment I am BUSY finishing up details on my AFRICAN TREASURY, and preparing for the Theatre Guild auditions for TAMBOURINES TO GLORY coming up in a few days. Della Reese is going to have the lead9—but we lost Odetta to the movies, so have to find another singing actress for the second role.10

Cordial regards,

Sincerely,

TO AMY SPINGARN [TL]

April 18, 1960

Dear Amy Spingarn,

At last I have come out ahead of the Income Tax man, with something left over at the end of the year—instead of having to start entirely from scratch again! So I am enclosing for you my check for the remaining $100.00 due you on the loan you so kindly made me some seven years ago now. I’m so sorry to have been so long. Trying to run a major career on a minor income is something! My very great thanks to you.…. And I am looking forward to seeing you at dinner on the 27th.11

With cordial regards, as ever

Sincerely yours,
Langston Hughes

TO JAN MEYEROWITZ [TL]

August 27, 1960

Dear Jan:

After “Port Town” performance, I really am not interested in writing any more opera librettos for anyone.12 As operas are done in America, the words had just as well be nonsense syllables. I see no point in spending long hours of thought, and weeks of writing seeking poetic phrases and just the right word—and then not enough of the librettist’s lines are heard for anybody to know what is being sung. There is another factor, too, which seems to me to make libretto writing a waste of time: so few performances of an operatic work are given—and NO money is made. Each time I go to hear an opera of mine (whose words I cannot hear) it costs me more in transportation, hotel bills, and tickets for friends than I will ever make from the work. So, when there is no artistic joy in hearing (or rather NOT hearing) one’s work, and no financial income, either, why bother? I am sure if you were a writer of words, you would agree with me that when a great deal of hard work goes into putting those words together, you would like them to reach an audience clearly, and certainly you would like to be able to hear and understand a few of them yourself. No, mon cher? Anyhow, just for the record, I make my position clear. And, of course, none of this is your fault. It’s just the way things are, I reckon—or were, since they won’t be for me again. Folks who write librettos must be simple! Your music doesn’t need words, anyhow. It sounds fine all by itself. I wish I could write music. I’d leave words alone…… Cordial regards ever,

TO LOFTEN MITCHELL [TL]

September 26, 1960

Dear Loften:13

Thanks so much for your VERY helpful letter. Just the kind of comments and suggestions I need at this stage! One of yours had already occurred to me and been worked in, and the others all influenced the revisions I’ve just completed. The script14 now has a brand new singing opening PROLOGUE, a new Scene 1—eviction with ESSIE founding her church on top of a pile of old furniture on the curb; two old scenes deleted entirely; the jail scene built up as you suggested, too; and a brand new ending with ESSIE taking over the church in a more POSITIVE fashion than before and delivering herself of a very moving little sermon, instead of the wedding ending. And all three of the leading characters illuminated in depth a bit more than they were. And the whole now down to 2 hours running time, compared to the 2½ it was on opening at Westport. Who said, “Plays are not written—but re-written?” Whoever did sure was right! But this one, I hope, gets better each time. And |Lawrence| Langner’s suggestions seem to me nine times out of ten good. He’s theatrically astute without tampering with the basic meanings. The Guild swears it will come to Broadway this season, maybe around the holidays, if and when the theatre log-jam lets up a bit both in town and on the road, where they hope to give it further chance at polishing. Anyhow, for the moment, I’m through, having done almost nothing else since last Spring. ALL the rest of my work is so FAR behind I don’t know where to pick up at.…. Saw the CONNECTION tonight. Found it fascinating in some ways, and very well acted, I thought. Certainly it and the BALCONY are about the most unique!15.… Best to the family, and thanks again.

Script just sent to Anne Myerson for copying again—10th time—some $600 worth of typing all told! Plays not only the MOST work, but MOST expensive!

TO MARGARET WALKER (ALEXANDER) [TL]

October 7, 1960

Dear Margaret:

I’ve been so busy with my Theatre Guild show, TAMBOURINES TO GLORY, for the past few months, that I am not quite sure what I have or haven’t done! But maybe I wrote you, I submitted as a part of the manuscript of NEW NEGRO POETS your NEGRO SOLDIERS, LINES FOR WILLIE McGHEE, and NOTICE.… ATTENTION.16 It seems university presses are noted for slowness in making up their minds. But recently I got a summary of their various readers’ reports, and the consensus seems to be to limit the proposed book (if finally O.K.ed) to about a dozen of the more “avante guarde” poets like the current beatnik crop—which they feel represents the trend nowadays—as I guess it does. Loud and angry race cries such as you and I are accustomed to give are not at the moment “comme il faut” or “a la mode” as a poetic style. (But don’t worry, I expect they will be again in due time!) Anyhow, if I may, I’ll keep your above poems in my files, as other publication sources may come up. Meanwhile I’m returning the enclosed manuscripts. And thanks a lot for giving me the pleasure of reading them. I liked some of your sister’s poems very much, too, as I think I wrote her.

Adele is looking for a place to move the Market Place.17 And I’m looking for an ivory tower!

Cordial regards always,

Sincerely,

TO FRANK GREENWOOD [TL]

October 27, 1960

Dear Frank:18

Thanks a lot! I’ve given programs a couple of times at Scott Methodist in Pasadena, nice church. And have appeared elsewhere there, too. But each time it is white or mixed sponsorship, out come the 200% Americans to picket or in general bug the sponsors—first it was Aimee Semple McPherson; another time the Minute Women; so I’d just as leave not be bothered with Pasadena, especially with “liberal whites” involved who usually get scared if one single letter is written to the paper—and leave the Negroes holding the bag in the end …… What I would prefer is a Negro-sponsored date in Los Angeles proper, if one comes along. If not, O.K., too, since I’ll have only a few days there all told, and can use the time seeing relatives and friends—now that Mills College has switched its dates to the 14-15-16, taking the whole middle of NEGRO HISTORY WEEK up North19 …… Fee $150 to $200 depending on size of group, non-profit or not, etc. (More for white folks!)

I’ve got to go speak in Philly tomorrow night, and have just caught a cold!20 What a drag! So am drinking fruit juices, wines, codeine, and lickers all day today—trying to soak it out.

Regards,

TO JAN MEYEROWITZ [TL]

[On B.O.A.C. stationery]

Back home again,21

December 8, 1960

Dear Jan:

I find your note on arrival and am delighted to hear the BARRIER tapes will be aired soon. Better I don’t promise to do a narration (unless it is taped beforehand) as I’ll be out of town lots on lecture trips and might not be in New York that Sunday. Certainly I’ll be in California ALL of the month of February and maybe part of March. The last two Sundays of March I have programs with a Choir. In April there is a Midwestern tour—Detroit, Cleveland, etc., so I am loath to add anything else to my calendar. But if the radio station would like to tape a brief introduction, O. K., that I could do.

My week in Nigeria was exciting, and my day in Rome restful, Paris and London both lovely. Paris I found the same as ever—such an endearing city. I think I’ll go back and stay.

I was Richard Wright’s last visitor at home and as I left, he left to go to the hospital, seemingly not very ill. But three days later while I was in London, he died.22

Since my SIMPLY HEAVENLY has been a hit in Prague, there is interest in possibly doing other things of mine there. I suggest concerning THE BARRIER that Marks23 contact:

Mr. Josef Kalas,

D I L I A,

Vysehradska 28,

Prague 2, Nove Mesto,

Czechoslovakia.

(DILIA means Czech Theatrical and Literary Agency. They pay royalties in American money. I’ve gotten some quite nice checks from them.)

Cordial regards to Marguerite,

Sincerely,
Langston Hughes

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

January 28, 1961

Dear Arna:

Don’t think you have to sit down and write right back, just because I reply to your welcome letters with promptitude occasionally. I know you are BUSY. Me, too. But get tired of being BUSY about 4-5 A. M. as now, so take pen in hand.…. Been wrestling with the preliminaries to income tax tonight.… Also trying to figure out if I have LOST my mind. Just signed contracts for TWO new books today, and haven’t even started the last TWO I’ve spent the advances on.24 But I’ve heard tell the Lord DOES help children and authors—and I DO need the money paid on signing. (I got back from Africa with less than a hundred dollars in the bank—after 52 years of what Mrs. Bethune called “SERVICE.” But then she also said, “The reward for service is MORE service.” Do |you| reckon that is ALL?))) Anyhow, I am nothing but a literary share cropper. Swing low, sweet chariot and rescue me!

The King of Ragtime called up from Florida (he’s white) and says Missouri is giving a big thing March 15th in honor of Blind Boone and his music, and wanted me to do some new lyrics for some of <Boone’s> outmoded “darkie” lines.25 (Which I’ve been thinking ought to be done to some of the old but good stuff written in the minstrel tradition—maybe once mentioned it to you.) Unfortunately, as I’m about to go on tour, can’t do this particular job in time for the big Missouri concert which is having the Lincoln U. Choir, a big symphony, and this ragtime man, Bob Darch, as soloist. Wish I could.

Thanks for the comments on MAMA/. The first time, to my knowledge, the Dozens have been used in poetry.26 I’m reading it for the NAACP with Buddy Collette’s combo in California.27 That ought to be fun!

See Jimmy Baldwin’s piece on King in current Harper’s. Some wonderful sentences on Negro leaders. <Also Worthy on Muslims in “Esquire;” Peter A. on Puerto Rico in “Holiday.”>28 I sent C.V.V. his Memoirs of Dick, and C.V.V. writes that his version and Chester Himes’ are quite different as to why they all fell out, which jives with what you say.29 How come we never fall out with NOBODY? Or do you? I don’t believe I ever did. Maybe it’s about time. My most vivid memor<y> of Dick is relative to Margaret and his fleeing from her in New York and she running after the 5th Avenue bus and never caught up with him again.30 He went to Paris. But she’s in HIS Mississippi.

Hope C. R. stays sober in his State Department job.31 Tipsy tales about him come from all around the world.… Nice about Leontyne busting the wall of the Metropolitan wide open last night.32 Negroes and Italians do sing the most!… My Selected Poems (of a sort) just came out in Italy: IO SONO UN NEGRO (Il Gallo, Collana omnibus 58, Edizioni Avanti, Milano—in case the Library would like to order it. They only sent me one copy, so can’t present you with one).… I’ve recently gotten another letter from Germany from a researcher who can’t find hardly anything by cullud authors in Amerika Haus. I hope Mr. Rowan takes up this dilemma o<n> our cultural front.33 Or you, or somebody respected. They’d pay me no mind. Their MAMA! Lang

TO LEROI JONES [TLS]

<[“Horn of Plenty” enclosed]>

<“Floating Bear”>

April 27, 1961

Dear LeRoi:

Perhaps the enclosed sequence from ASK YOUR MAMA might be of interest to THE FLOATING BEAR—since the dozens are still news to lots of people.34 But don’t mind returning it, if not suitable to your needs. (I’ve got more rejection slips then if you live so long). Stamps enclosed.

Either you are getting square, or the Whitney folks are getting hip.… … Which? At any rate, I hear they are giving you “earnest consideration.” (I hope it turns into “due” consideration.)35

Comme toujours,
Langston

TO JAMES BALDWIN

[Draft of a postcard]

POSTAL CARD TO JAMES BALDWIN AFTER READING
GALLEYS OF
NOBODY KNOWS MY NAME”—

May 4, 1961

Jimmy:

I fear you are becoming a “NEGRO” writer—and a propaganda one, at that! What’s happening????? (Or am I reading wrong?)

Anyhow, NOBODY KNOWS MY NAME is fascinating reading, wonderful for many evenings of discussion for the talkative uptown and down—and surely makes of <you a> sage—a cullud sage—whose hair, once processed, seems to be reverting.36

Hope it makes the best-seller list. You might as well suffer in comfort.

Sincerely,
Langston

TO JUDITH JONES [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

July 23, 1961

Dear Judith Jones:37

The editor of THE CRISIS, James Ivy, has answered me as follows:

THE CRISIS is glad to reassign the copyright of your poem, TWO WAY STREET, to you in order that it may be used by your publisher, Knopf. The poem will appear in the August-September issue of THE CRISIS.

So kindly add THE CRISIS to the list of acknowledgements on the page proofs.

I’ve sent the ballet version of ASK YOUR MAMA to Alvin Ailey (now dancing at Jacob’s Pillow)38 and the jazz composer, Randy Weston,39 has expressed interest in doing a score for it.

Tonight (Monday, July 24, at 8:30) at NYU’s last Summer Concert in the new aircooled Student Center on Washington Square, Maurice Peress40 is conducting my Meyerowitz opera, THE BARRIER, interestingly staged with no sets, no props, but dramatically, on platforms, 6 levels, lighted, and beautifully sung. The preview audience on Friday gave it a big hand, and folks think the new soprano, Gwendolyn Walters,41 is a “discovery.” THE BARRIER grew out of the poem, CROSS, in my first Knopf book: the poem became the play, MULATTO, which in turn became the short story, FATHER AND SON (in Knopf book) which in turn became the opera libretto, THE BARRIER, done at Columbia in 1950, and since then everywhichawhere.

Langston

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

September 19, 1961

Arna: On Labor Day there was an old race track man here after Saratoga ended, and |he| knows all the living old jockeys. Says about the most famous colored one is:

Samuel J. Bush, Apt. 53,

676 St. Nicholas Avenue,

New York 30, N. Y.

whom he phoned to see if he was in town. It seems he goes back and forth to Europe a lot, keeping a little stable of his own in France, friend of Aga Kahn, etc. Bush won the Grand National, 1917 and 1918—only jockey to repeat, says John Ewing, our informant. So I relay this to you in case it’s of value.…. And I found in my basement files a BIG Sports File full of old clippings. If you think you need it, I’ll box it up and send you.42

Hughes considered the design and layout of Ask Your Mama “stunning.” (illustration credit 31)

George got his deferment and is back in grad school, this time at NYU.43 His Voices, Inc., did an excellent series of song-documentary programs on CBS PROTESTANT HERITAGE, closing this Sunday with Thurgood Marshall as guest. (Me, Spaulding, Carol Brice were the others—Literature, Business, Music).44

I’m on the last 50 pages of my NAACP book |Fight for Freedom|—but about beat down. Eyes wore out from reading so much, and typing all night. So had to lay off a day yesterday. Besides a namesake I had not seen in 20 years woke me up after only two hours sleep, arriving in town with lots of song lyrics he hoped to place! About the same time a Dutchman showed up, but I couldn’t see him, too. Couldn’t hardly see anyhow!

Both SIMPLE and MAMA look fine, sample copy of each has arrived. Others due next week. MAMA is stunning, in fact, should win a Graphic Arts prize for format and unique design.

Lang

TO JAMES A. EMANUEL [TLS]

<Langston Hughes>

September 19, 1961

Mr. James A. Emanuel45
195 Hoyt Street
Brooklyn 17, New York

Dear Emanuel:

It is not easy for me to analyze my own work. But since you did NOT ask me to do so, I am sending you some comments on my short stories, anyhow, while you are engaged in a study of them. Perhaps these are aspects you may not yet have considered, I don’t know.

WOMEN IN MY STORIES: Most of them, if main characters, are looking for love in an ultimately satisfying way, but somebody or something is making it hard for them to pin love down, even when it is a non-physical, non-sexual love in the sense of simply being appreciated, maybe even understood.

MEN IN MY STORIES: Mostly seeking, or trying to hold onto, some sort of security, some sort of stability, trying to make the circle revolve around them, instead of revolving around the circle themselves without ever touching its center.

WHITES IN MY STORIES: You may have noticed that I feel as sorry for them as I do for the Negroes usually involved in hurtful or potentially hurtful situations. Through at least one (maybe only one) white character in each story, I try to indicate that “they are human, too.” The young girl in CORA UNASHAMED, the artist in SLAVE ON THE BLOCK, the white woman in the red hat in HOME, the rich lover in A GOOD JOB GONE helping the boy through college, the sailor all shook up about his RED-HEADED BABY, the parents-by-adoption in POOR LITTLE BLACK FELLOW, the white kids in BERRY, the plantation owner in FATHER AND SON who wants to love his son, but there’s the barrier of color between them. What I try to indicate is that circumstances and conditioning make it very hard for whites, in interracial relationships, each to his “own self to be true.”

DEATH IN MY STORIES: It is always resented—by Cora in CORA UNASHAMED; the other Cora in FATHER AND SON; by the son in ON THE WAY HOME; by the healer in TAIN’T SO who has her own way of keeping people alive.

MYSELF IN MY STORIES: Of course, I am in all of them. But I am most consciously in those based upon situations in which I have actually found myself in the past:

The object of over-much attention by white friends, racially speaking, as in SLAVE ON THE BLOCK. I am in part Luther.

The object of interference by patronage with my objectives as in THE BLUES I’M PLAYING. I am in part Oceola.

The son of a father who seemingly wanted to love—but it never happened—as in FATHER AND SON. I am Bert.

As a Negro American abroad, as in SOMETHING IN COMMON. I am Samuel Johnson.

As a Negro student in predominantly white schools prevented by color from achieving some of the things white students might achieve, as in ONE FRIDAY MORNING. I am Nancy Lee.

As one afraid to fully face realities, as the sailor of RED HEADED BABY; the young man in ON THE WAY HOME or the father in BLESSED ASSURANCE. They are me.

As the spied-upon in LITTLE OLD SPY which really happened to me in Havana in somewhat the same fashion as in the story. This is perhaps my most verbatim story.

As the frustrated Logan in TROUBLE WITH THE ANGELS, since I felt the same way when THE GREEN PASTURES played Washington, although I was not actually present.

As the boy in BIG MEETING since this is really an autobiographical narrative out of childhood memories of a series of religious revivals held in Pinkney Woods, Lawrence, Kansas, about 1914.

Among my favorite characters in my short stories, neither of whom are consciously based on myself, are Miss Pauline Jones in TAIN’T SO (a joke made into a story) and Sergeant in ON THE ROAD, probably because they are so completely self-contained—as I would like to be.

You may quote from this letter, if you wish, or use it in its entirety in your thesis, should it be of any value to you.

Sincerely yours,
Langston Hughes

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

November 7, 1961

Mon cher ami: The menu at the White House was all in French (in honor, no doubt, of Senghor); and last night at the Arts and Letters dinner for Sir and Lady C. P. Snow, in French also.46 (Why, I don’t know.) But when it came to talking for or against to whom the 1962 Gold Medal for Lit is to go, I was forced to rise and state in plain English why I wouldn’t give it to the leading Southern cracker novelist if it were left to me, great “writer” though he may be.47 I was sitting next to Carson McCullers and we had fun translating the French menu into jive English for her cullud cook to try some of the dishes. Carlo |Van Vechten| was there.…. Mrs. Estelle Massey Riddle Osborne had cocktails for Zelma Watson George on Sunday;48 and the Lincolnites had same for our new president, at the Waldorf. So my social season started off in a big way—so big I’ve about had enough already—at least till I come back from Africa—if I get gone49.… … Mrs. |Toy| Harper is still in California.…. Spite of all I’ve finished another deadline. Now only have one more really urgent one to go—a promised magazine piece. So I hope to see a few shows, and a few friends, and take a breather in a week or so. But I don’t believe I’ll go to Hot Springs—I were there once and found it real simple.…. Zelma is on a lecture trek—Omaha preceding N.,Y., now to Beloit, Wisconsin—she being with Colston Leigh, which is the way they jump folks around—and take 35%. She says they have one other cullud lecturer on their list this season, but I forgot to find out who it is. Anyhow, I’m glad it’s not me! Two more African parties coming up this week—Alioune Diop of PRESENCE50 and Mphahlele, the good writer.51 (His I think I’ll go |to|, but can’t make them both—not and make my deadline and get my sleep, too—with two radio interviews and a book party for MAMA this weekend.) Too much!.… Did I tell you some white man with a big manuscript (whom George |Houston Bass| told I was out) sat on the stoop till 3 A.M. waiting for me to come home—so I couldn’t get out! L.H.

P.S. Emanuel’s Ph. D. thesis on my short stories (see excerpt in PHYLON) runs to over 300 pages. I’m to read it this weekend before he turns it in.

!!!!

Your DIGEST piece is really good.

****

J. Saunders Redding’s father died.52

****

Channing Tobias, too, I see in tonight’s paper.

****

Rosey Pool is also invited to Nigeria.53

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

November 21, 1961

Dear Arna: Did Macmillan send you a copy of the Czech POPO AND FIFINA? I’ve asked them to send one to E. Simms in Switzerland, too54 …… You remember the white lady who called on me in Watts wanting a large sum of money<?>55 Well, the same thing happened a few days ago, only this time it was a white man (who sat on the steps all night one night, came back several times, and finally got in on the heels of a visitor who had an appointment). He said he’d given away $100,000 helping others. Now, being down and out and having a book to finish, he thought I might advance a few thousand! He finally came down to a few hundred, then $50, then $25. I gave him $3.00 since he said he was down to his last penny. The other visitor had brought a tape of a play he had written—which he played in full—poetic and highflown, but almost put me to sleep. So my day was shot! Took me 24 hours to get my nerves together again. At the moment, neither white folks nor Negroes get past the front door.…. A more amusing visitor was the Nigerian poet and playwright, Wole Soyinka, whom George |Houston Bass| helped to teach the Twist and Soyinka in turn taught him the JuJu. He’s about to have a play done in London. Bright boy.…. |Alioune| Diop of PRESENCE is here, too. But I just can’t see everybody. Africans are a whole career in themselves nowadays once one gets started. Mphahlele was just here last week. |Léopold Sédar| Senghor the week before. There’s got to be a limit—unless one is endowed with both time and money—as I told the State Department lady last year—if I’m to be the official host of Harlem.

Quand meme,
Langston

<I’m standing in the need of prayer! My Xmas show goes in rehearsal next week.>56

<P.S. 2nd SPORTS file posted you today.>

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

February 16, 1962

Dear Arna:

In getting ready to do another script for the producers of Black Nativity (who now have all kinds of plans, and think they discovered the format of dramatizing the gospel songs themselves)|,|57 I was looking through our BOOK OF NEGRO FOLKLORE (which I haven’t done for <a> long <time,> and so with an objective eye) and it is a GREAT book, and if we were white we would be recognized as doctors and authorities and professors and such because of having assembled and put it together. All of which helps me to understand and appreciate Dr. W. E. B. |Du Bois| who went off to Africa and said, “Kiss my so-and-so!” For which I do not blame him.58

As Margaret Walker |Alexander| once said, “They’re low! They’re low! They’re low! They’re lower than a snake’s belly.”

You’ve probably read where white gospel singing groups are beginning to appear on the scene. In another six months, they will claim to have originated the idiom—and maybe get away with it in the public prints. As Eva Tanguay tried to do with the Charleston, and Gilda Gray did with the shimmy.59

“They’ve taken my blues and gone … …”

George |Houston Bass| tells me he has an offer of a $200 a week job. Do you have at Fisk anyone else looking for a New York apprenticeship?

There’s a wonderful book by a <wh>ite lady coming out called HER NAME WAS SOJOURNER TRUTH. (Hertha Pauli, Appleton Century).60

Lang

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

March 17, 1962

Dear Arna:

I am sending you, addressed to the Library, a packet of material that may <be of> interest to your L. H. files. Included in it is the final script of THE GOSPEL GLORY, A Passion Play to be enacted to the Spirituals (the first Negro Passion Play, so far as I know).61 Has there been a previous one authored by the Race????? The Library copy is autographed to Fisk.

I have, however, enclosed an unsigned copy of this song-play which I would like you to give to whomever at Fisk might be interested in staging it there—if only in a concert version—perhaps the head of the Jubilee Singers. I would send it direct, except that I don’t know to whom it might best be addressed. I think the Music Department would probably find it of more interest than the Drama folks—since the Crucifixion story is told largely in and through songs.

Re Jean Toomer—I don’t feel I ever knew him well enough, either, to intrude upon his privacy by writing or phoning him at this late date in life—especially since he never answered any of my notes in the days when we were preparing POETRY OF THE NEGRO—and I was told he’d gone over entirely into the white (and Quaker) world. Not even Georgia Douglas Johnson, of whom he used to be quite fond, and she of him, had had any contact for years.…. Waring Cuney has also disappeared from sight. Nobody’s seen him for more than a year. I’ve written him—no answer. I hope he’s not ill. I’ll try asking Breman in London if he’s in touch with him.62

Langston

Georgia has new little booklet of poems out. Get it. Please!63

P.S. Are you making any headway on your SPORTS book?.… I saw Jackie Robinson and his quite charming wife riding down Broadway the other night in a great long car64.… Duke |Ellington| has moved out of Harlem! Who’s left? Just me—and Ralph |Ellison| (if you include Riverside Drive in Harlem). Hall |Johnson| is back in Cal.

TO GWENDOLYN BROOKS [TL]

March 24, 1962

Dear Gwendolyn,

After watching on TV the other night the appalling finale of the Griffith-Paret fight at the Garden,65 the only thing I thought of doing was playing Oscar’s recording of your NOTHING BUT A PLAIN BLACK BOY—more moving than ever then.66 It has always been one of your favorite poems with me. I think the recording is beautiful.

Regards to Henry67—and you, too.

Sincerely,
Langston Hughes

TO WILLIAM “BLOKE” MODISANE [TL]

May 14, 1962

BLO-kie:68

What is HELLO in Bantu? Bakubona to you! And just to embarrass you, since you haven’t written me for so long, I am sitting down to answer you RIGHT back. Greetings!.… What union dragged you out on WHAT strike?69 And no need to hide from New Yorkers. We can’t see all the way to London (gracias a dios!) Folks who know they are going crazy, aren’t. It is the ones who don’t know who are, crazy already.…. I did NOT get any magazine with any essay of yours in it. You probably just thought you sent it.…. As beautifully as you type, you can’t be dead. Why don’t you get a job as a typist, copyist for writers, or something like that? Such folks are not easy to find here. If you were in New York, you could copy and COPY and copy for me. As my one lone assistant is hard put to keep up.…. And, hey, Bantu, you are not really BLACK. Me, neither. Wish I was—so, like SIMPLE says, I could scare the white folks to death. (Not Rosey Pool, who is a Dutch bonbon bar)….. Hey, don’t you sign your letters? Or maybe there’s a page missing. Where is the rest of it—B-l-o-k-e—wrote out long hand good like you can write?.… … Bloke, don’t be simple-minded. Just be simple. Why didn’t you write me a long time ago if you were having it rough? I could have sent you a little something—like the enclosed. And no obligations. You don’t even need to say, Thank you, or anything except safely received, maybe, so one will know it is not lost. Not really necessary, either. It’s a bore to HAVE to do anything.…. My plan is to leave London for Entebbe (Kampala, Makerere) on BOAC Flight No. 161 on Wednesday, June 6th.70 I reach London on Flight 500 about 9:30 A. M. I’ll have 5 hours at airport. If you’re not on my flight, come out and have luncheon with me. Or I’ll see you.

BLOKE: Let’s come back on 19th or 20th via Cairo, Athens, Rome, and you can see my show at Spoleto.71 (And the Sphinx, and Parthenon, and Vatican.) O.K.? No problem ……  Sent by cable instead, as maybe you can use it NOW.

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

May 28, 1962

Dear Arna: Thanks for that fine quote you gave me to use in Uganda. I’d also very much like to have a copy of your full Harlem Renaissance talk, if one should be typed up before I leave next Tuesday, or if it could be airmailed to me:

c/o Writers Conference,

Makerere College,

Kampala, Uganda.

An announcement of some of those participating in the Conference came today: your Robie Macaulay is one.72 But who is J. T. Ngugi of Uganda,73 and Grace Ogot of Kenya74—if you know from your visit there? Also today USIS confirmed my trip to Ghana75 and also wish me to go to Nigeria, as does M’bari that is celebrating, right after the Kampala gathering, its First Anniversary at Ibadan—so with two invites now to Nigeria, reckon I’ll fly on down there, too. It is less than an hour from Accra. Sam Allen tells me he is also going to Ghana and Nigeria for USIS at the same time. Negritude, in that case, will be amply represented76.…. George |Houston Bass| is reading the Baldwin novel now.77 (It’s for sale here for the past two weeks.) A hasty look on my part—seems like he is trying to out-Henry Henry Miller in the use of bad BAD bad words, or run THE CARPETBAGGERS78 one better on sex in bed and out, left and right, plus a description of a latrine with all the little-boy words reproduced in the telling. (Opinion seems to be, he’s aiming for a best seller.) With John Williams turning down an Institute of Arts and Letters grant, cullud is doing everything white folks are doing these days!79 Even getting their hair cut in white barber shops, and being buried by Campbell’s on Park Avenue—latest vogue in Negro funerals with all-white undertakers and pallbearers. (Integration is going to RUIN Negro business.<*> <*> With the DEFENDER able to get Leonard Lyons and Bennett Cerf’s syndicated columns for $5 a week, why pay me my former fee for mine, is just about what Sengstacke said.<)>80 Oh well—Lang

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

March 11, 1963
<Important>81

Mr. Arna Bontemps,
919 - 18th Avenue North,
Nashville 8, Tennessee.

Dear Arna:

Since you have known me nigh on to forty years, and since you have<,> in my numerous letters to you<,> information possessed by no one else, this grants you permission to write whenever you may choose my officially authorized biography, as you state in your letter to me of March 8, 1963, that you might like to do.

Regarding a volume of my COLLECTED POEMS, this note also grants you access to all of my poetry to be found at any time in manuscript or unpublished in my files or in the James Weldon Johnson Memorial Collection at the Yale University Library.82 Donald Dickinson at Bemidji College in Minnesota should eventually have a complete bibliography of my published work in magazines, newspapers, and elsewhere.83 The rights to all the poems included in my three volumes of poetry now in print as of this date, namely, THE DREAM KEEPER, SELECTED POEMS, and ASK YOUR MAMA, belong to Alfred A. Knopf, Inc., but all other poems including those in previous Knopf books but not in the three above mentioned, are my property, and may be used without Knopf permission in case there is a COLLECTED POEMS. All my previous books of poems published by Knopf are now out of print and the rights have reverted to me. These matters may be cleared with my literary representatives, Harold Ober Associates, whom you know.

Since a COLLECTED POEMS need not include bad poems, or specially written occasional verse, etc., I am willing to trust your literary judgment to exclude all manuscript or magazine verse you may judge to be not up to par. Such poems should be destroyed to prevent their being used elsewhere or, if given to Yale or any other collection, marked: NOT FOR PUBLICATION AT ANY TIME OR IN ANY FORM ANYWHERE.84

As you know, James Emanuel is doing a brief biography of me in his study of my work for the American Authors series, with my permission.85 Constance Maxon, whom I do not know, declares herself to be doing an unauthorized biography of me, and I have written her that it is unauthorized by myself, and was begun without my knowledge or consent.86

I myself plan to do perhaps a third autobiographical volume in due time; maybe even a fourth. You may, of course, make use of any of my published books for your proposed biography. Much unpublished manuscript material omitted from I WONDER AS I WANDER may be found at Yale, since that book originally was much too long and had to be cut considerably.

With cordial regards to you,
Langston Hughes

TO FAITH WILSON [TL]

April 9, 1963

Dear Faith:87 Was it Wordsworth (?) who wrote, “The world is too much with me, late and soon” which I remember often and wonder if he meant late night and soon in the morning, too?88 In any case, one reason I sleep late is once up so much starts happening that when midnight comes and things maybe quiet down a bit, I say, “Peace!” Yesterday I thought (since I had nothing at all on my calendar) I will have a nice clear uninterrupted quiet day and do some of the things I’ve been putting off (but unavoidably) for weeks and answer some of the mail I really want to answer (not just business) and put winter clothes down in the basement and things like that. But hardly had I awakened then (my student-secretary being out) I made the mistake of answering the phone myself. It was a foreign voice reminding me that I had agreed to an appointment weeks ago and tomorrow he was going to England and he was at that moment just around the corner from me. I couldn’t say no, so I said come by for a few minutes. He stayed an hour or so—but singing most delightful West Indian songs he had collected and wanted me to hear and help get published or on the air. In the midst of his concert, same mistake, I answered the phone again. It was another stranger, a young man the Whitney Foundation had asked me |to| see with a Fellowship in Photography, just back from the South. So I said, “Come on.” He came, bringing some quite wonderful photographs of lovely children and people and trees and bits of bark and semi-abstractions and insisting on displaying them one by one against a plain background. And I phoned around a lot of folks he wanted to meet in New York who might help him in his work, and by that time the afternoon was gone (3 or 4 other assorted folks and my little after-school Puerto Rican errand boy—“Chief Assistant Junior Grade” and the fellow who washes windows, too, had been in and out) and it was dinner time—between 7 and eight with us. And next thing I knew it was 10 going on 11—and the whole day gone and not a lick of work done or letters answered or winter clothes sorted out. But by midnight, “Peace!” and that is why I find no use in trying to work, creatively or otherwise in the day time. Each day I think might be different and calm, but no, “The world is too much with.… etc.….” But no chance to be bored, at any rate.…. And then my secretary |George Houston Bass| gets home from night classes at NYU full of the problems of trying to do disciplined TV (student) shows with undisciplined kids (who, he thinks|,| are only going to college for fun) who create problems for the serious students trying to put actors and cameras and scripts together into a production involving numbers of folks, and half of them “just playing around.” So I listen to that, and condole and sympathize—and advise how almost anything in the entertainment field, professional or amateur, involves being able to put up with many other people’s foibles and ways and contrariness. Better to write a book, than a play or a script. But books are probably on their way to Limbo—the “communication media” being the thing nowadays—and probably what young folks interested in expression had best better study.…… And those poor little kittens drug in out of the rain, you speak of—so many of them in this world!.… I once brought home a few years ago a real kitten out of the rain one autumn night. The little thing had to be dewormed and veterinized and cost me about $50—and when he came home went gleefully around scratching up all my Aunt Toy |Harper|’s furniture—including the piano—so I had to give it away.… I love your portrait of the two girls—and I hope they last and don’t wear themselves out, and get just a little more sleep.…. Me, I sleep 8-9-10 hours at the drop of a hat. Did I tell you an unknown fan came by one day and staged a sit-in? He said every time he tried to meet me, I was either asleep or out, so this time, he told my Aunt, “I will just stay until he is available. I’m a sit-inner.” So he sat from noon until after four o’clock. Said he just wanted to lay eyes on me—he likes my books—so he did!

I’m so glad you like the lady of the blue suede shoes.

Years ago in Alamosa, Colorado, seemingly there was only one or two colored families there, and one of them was named Qualls. Seems the family had so many children they ran out of names, so the later kids were called, I’m-a (Ima Qualls), Youra (You’re) Qualls, Hesa Qualls, Shesa Qualls, etc., so they say. Anyhow, the girl twins I know really are named Youra and Ina (she changed the m to an n) and Ina writes charming letters (not unlike yours) and before she moved to Maryland, she used to write me from the Southwest (Texas after she left home), about the beauties of Alamosa in the Spring. Have you seen Alamosa? Seems it might be a bit like Longmont?

I’m so glad your fall wasn’t so bad, after all—and that you’re sewing, I reckon, for Easter! And that Earl liked your new dress!

Happy Easter to you both,

Sincerely,

TO ARNA BONTEMPS [TLS]

[On Langston Hughes, 20 East 127th Street, New York 35, N.Y. stationery]

5:45 A. M.,
April 23, 1963

Dear Arna: CONGRATULATES on your Milwaukee haircut! I am glad it were not your haid!… … I sat next to Emily Kimbrough89 and across from Marc Connelly90 at the Lloyd Garrison Dinner91 (though we being “surprise guests” dined privately and “intime” with beaucoup cocktails and wine and hilarity) and we got to talking about lecture tour adventures. Emily said once she went out to take a walk in the cool of the evening before her lecture, but neglected to remark the name of her hotel, got lost, panicked, and could not even remember the name of the town she was in or for whom she was speaking, so stopped to buy a paper, thinking she would at least get the name of the town and her sponsor therefrom, but it turned out to be an OUT OF TOWN NEWS STAND and the paper she bought was Indianapolis or someplace she wasn’t so when she asked passersby for the name of the biggest hotel in Indianapolis, they thought she was crazy! She was almost due on the stage before she got straightened out …… Then they got to talking about Texas. I a<sk>ed if anybody there had met Billie Sol Estes.92 None had, but said, “Let’s talk about somebody else we haven’t met.” I suggested Elizabeth Taylor. It turned out half the table had met her, and she was a schoolmate of Emily Kimbrough’s twin daughters. So there followed many a tale about her, Mike Todd, and all, as our table host was the head of MGM or whatever company made AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS.93 By the time we did our surprise appearance at the main dinner, there wasn’t much fun left to be had. But since <we> “topped the bill” and I was the last speaker, it was O. K. Except for Adlai Stevenson94 and Garrison himself—who quoted about half my BIG SEA in his speech!

George |Houston Bass|, me and the sorting student have been up all night preparing for the Yale truck to come tomorr<ow>—which, I think, is getting its most precious haul yet: several hundred letters of the Harlem Renaissance period. I came acro<s>s an enormous big dusty box full of 1920-30 letters, that must have been boxed up before I went to Russia and unopened until now: everybody in it—you, Zora |Neale Hurston|, Wallie |Thurman|, |W. E. B.| Du Bois, Aaron |Douglas|, Bruce |Nugent|, even Jean Toomer, a hundred or so C. V. V. cards and letters including the whole Zora-MULE BONE episode from both sides with him as an arbitrator who finally washed his hands and declared he wanted no further parts of it; Alain Locke, and a real treasure trove of Jessie Fauset letters<,> from the one accepting my first poem <to> 10 or 12 years thereafter; lots of James Weldon Johnson and Walter |White|. I guess I never throw anything away ever. Wonderful letters from you<!> You will HAVE to go to Yale to ever write a book <a>bout me—or about yourself, either. (These make up 39 separate manila folders in a BIG transfer file. Plus various small boxes of categories too large to fit into single folders.) I don’t know how I ever read so many letters. It will take posterity quite awhile!…… I also found some letters I never had opened or read. Some<,> I just left that way and sent on to Yale. I am sure I told you I have a bad habit of not opening letters I feel at the time I do not want to read—worriation letters and such. Usually I get around to opening them eventually—unless they get buried in piles, as some of these of the 20s and 30s evidently did …… I have a half dozen <unopened> from March-April of this year, right now 1963, until I feel better toward the projects, persons, or causes they represent, or can maybe cope with what I am sure some of them want, or am less pressured by deadlines …… Once I opened <one> some years ago months late—and found a check—fortunately still good.…. My namesake godson brought me his junior high graduation photo today. I am proud of that boy, getting through school and cannot read a lick. But, being most amiable, teachers all like him. Also seems like he plays good basket ball.……. Sincerely, Langston


1 On January 31, at the Antioch Baptist Church of Brooklyn, Hughes participated in the program Spiritual Spectacular, a performance of religious songs and poetry.

2 Shakespeare in Harlem, which opened at the 41st Street Theatre in New York City on February 9, closed after thirty-two performances.

3 The novel The Cool World (1959) by Warren Miller (1921–1966), a white writer, is narrated by the fourteen-year-old leader of a Harlem street gang. The Broadway staging of its adaptation ran for only two performances (February 22 and 23, 1960).

4 Hughes most likely refers to Nonnie Anderson, a young mixed-race woman who becomes pregnant by her white lover in the novel Strange Fruit (1944) written by Lillian Smith (1897–1966). Nonnie is a graduate of Spelman College, not Fisk University.

5 The novel The Bad Seed, by William March (1893–1954), about an eight-year-old girl willing to kill to get her way, was the basis of a Broadway play by Maxwell Anderson (1888–1959). Robert Anderson (1917–2009) adapted his play Tea and Sympathy (1953) for a 1956 film of the same name, in which a teenaged boy is bullied about his perceived sexuality. A Hatful of Rain (1953), by the playwright Michael V. Gazzo (1923–1995), presents the struggles of a young man addicted to morphine. Set in Rio, the film Orfeu Negro (Black Orpheus) (1959) is loosely based on the Greek myth of the star-crossed lovers Orpheus and Eurydice. The play The Respectful Prostitute (1946), by Jean-Paul Sartre (1905–1980), was the basis for a 1952 French film about a New York prostitute who witnesses the murder of a black man.

6 The future Nobel Prize–winning Nigerian writer Akinwande Oluwole “Wole” Soyinka (b. 1934) allowed Hughes to include his poems “The Immigrant” and “And the Other Immigrant” in An African Treasury: Articles / Essays / Stories / Poems by Black Africans (Crown, 1960).

7 Horace Julian Bond (b. 1940), son of Horace Mann Bond, a former president of Lincoln University, was one of the younger leaders of the civil rights movement. In 1960, he helped to found the influential Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee (SNCC).

8 In New Negro Poets: USA (Indiana University Press, 1964), Hughes included two of Bond’s poems, “Year Without Seasons” and “Beast with Chrome Teeth.”

9 The singing star Della Reese (b. 1931) did not appear in the Westport Playhouse opening of Tambourines to Glory on September 5, 1960. The lead female was the pianist and sometime singer Hazel Scott (1920–1981). Hughes found her performance weak. When Tambourines to Glory opened on Broadway in November 1963, Hilda Simms (1918–1994) enacted the role.

10 Odetta Holmes (1930–2008), known professionally as Odetta, was an actress and folksinger with ties to the civil rights movement. Clara Ward (1924–1973), a famous gospel singer, performed the part of Birdie Lee in the Broadway production.

11 Presumably Hughes refers to the annual banquet of the NAACP in St. Paul, Minnesota, where he received the Spingarn Medal.

12 Differences between Hughes and Jan Meyerowitz reached a critical point after their one-act opera, Port Town, had its premiere at the Tanglewood Music Festival in Massachusetts on August 4, 1960.

13 Loften Mitchell (1919–2001), an African American playwright, was nominated for a Tony Award in 1976 for his book for the hit musical Bubbling Brown Sugar. In 1957, he and the producer Stella Holt staged his play A Land Beyond the River at Greenwich Mews Theatre in New York.

14 The play discussed is Tambourines to Glory, produced at the Westport Playhouse in Connecticut starting in August 1960. The play was to have been the third production that season of the Theatre Guild in New York, but some observers, black and white alike, worried that its comic elements were out of tune with the harsh realities of the current civil rights movement.

15 The Connection (1959), the Obie Award–winning drama by Jack Gelber (1932–2003), ran for 722 performances at the Living Theatre in New York. The Balcony (1956), by the French writer Jean Genet (1910–1986), won the Obie Award for Best Foreign Play in 1960.

16 Walker’s poetry is not included in New Negro Poets: USA. The poems noted in the letter do not appear in her volume This Is My Century: New and Collected Poems (University of Georgia Press, 1989) or in her other published books.

17 Adele Glasgow, a close friend of Hughes, ran the Market Place Gallery in Harlem and also the Negro Book Society. A member of his Harlem Suitcase Theatre in 1938, she sometimes worked for him as a typist.

18 Frank Greenwood worked for a lecture-booking agency that Hughes retained after he left the Colston Leigh Agency, which had arranged his bookings for many years.

19 Hughes’s February 1961 lecture tour included a visit to Mills College in Oakland, California, where he received exactly the kind of unwanted attention that he describes in this letter. However, Mills did not bow to this pressure. All of his lectures and class meetings were held as scheduled.

20 Hughes went to Philadelphia to celebrate the twenty-fifth anniversary of the ministry of Franklin B. Mitchell, Jr. (1910–2000), a Lincoln University classmate.

21 Nnamdi “Zik” Azikiwe invited Hughes and thirty other Lincoln University graduates and professors to attend (with all expenses paid) his inauguration on November 16, 1960, as governor-general and commander-in-chief of newly independent Nigeria. Other guests of Azikiwe included W. E. B. Du Bois and Martin Luther King, Jr. After a week in Nigeria, Hughes visited Rome, Paris, and London.

22 Richard Wright died on November 28, 1960. After contracting amoebic dysentery in Africa in 1957, he suffered several apparently related setbacks to his health before succumbing at the age of fifty-two to a fatal heart attack in Paris. He is buried in the Père-Lachaise Cemetery there.

23 Probably the noted music publisher Edward B. Marks.

24 One of the contracts Hughes signed that day was for Fight for Freedom: The Story of the NAACP (Norton, 1962). The NAACP commissioned the volume.

25 “Ragtime” Bob Darch (1920–2002), a pianist, was the featured performer at a benefit concert in historical tribute to John William “Blind” Boone held at the University of Missouri–Columbia on March 15, 1961. Boone (1864–1927) was a revered black composer and pianist of ragtime who had lost his sight as an infant.

26 In Ask Your Mama: 12 Moods for Jazz (Knopf, 1961), Hughes fused jazz and other black music with the form called the “dozens,” a ritual of genial insult rooted in African American culture. Each of the twelve sections of the poem is attended by musical cues that are integral to its poetic meaning. On January 26, Bontemps wrote to Hughes: “Ask Your Mama is undoubtedly a milestone in your writing career. It indicates, for one thing, that you are not ready to play it safe, but prefer to try new rhythms and styles for new effects.… Moreover, it challenges the current trends in beat poetry with something more subtle and at the same time more solid.” Most reviewers dismissed the work.

27 The culmination of Hughes’s February 1961 lecture tour was an NAACP-sponsored event at the University of California–Los Angeles. He read excerpts from Ask Your Mama for the first time publicly, backed by Buddy Collette’s jazz group. Collette (1921–2010) was an influential African American jazzman, teacher, and social activist based in California.

28 The recommended articles are James Baldwin’s “The Dangerous Road Before Martin Luther King” in Harper’s; Peter Abrahams’s “The Puerto Ricans” in Holiday; and William Worthy’s “The Angriest Negroes” in Esquire. Each piece appeared in the February 1961 issue of these magazines.

29 A convicted felon who served several years in the Ohio Penitentiary for armed robbery, Chester B. Himes (1909–1984) started writing and became one of Richard Wright’s protégés. Van Vechten helped him find a publisher for his second novel, Lonely Crusade (Knopf, 1947). A feud developed between Baldwin and Wright, which Baldwin recalls in his essay “The Exile” (Encounter, April 1961). This essay and two others appear together as “Alas, Poor Richard” in his collection Nobody Knows My Name: More Notes from a Native Son (1961).

30 In 1939, Margaret Walker (Alexander) traveled from Chicago to New York apparently in pursuit of Richard Wright. They fell out after Walker, who had known Wright in Chicago, accused him of having too close a friendship with the playwright Ted Ward. Amused, Hughes wrote a ditty he called “Epic” about the incident. It goes: “Margaret Walker is a talker / When she came to town / What she said put Ted in bed / And turned Dick upside down.”

31 In 1961, the veteran journalist Carl Rowan was appointed deputy assistant secretary of state for public affairs by President John F. Kennedy. He became ambassador to Finland in 1963 and director of the United States Information Agency (USIA) in 1964.

32 Leontyne Price (b. 1927), singing with the Italian tenor Franco Corelli, shared in an ovation of at least thirty minutes at the end of a performance of Verdi’s Il Trovatore on January 27, 1961, at the Metropolitan Opera House in New York. Corelli and Price, who sang the role of Leonora, made their debuts at the Met that evening.

33 Bontemps responded: “As soon as Carl Rowan is settled down in his job I will definitely take up with him the question of Negro authors in USIA libraries, etc. I’m sure he will be sensitive to the fact that his books were just as absent as yours or mine.”

34 The poet Diane Di Prima (b. 1934) edited the mimeographed literary newsletter The Floating Bear from 1961 to 1969. LeRoi Jones (with whom she had a daughter, Dominique Di Prima) was her coeditor from 1961 to 1963.

35 Jones was awarded a John Hay Whitney Fellowship in 1961.

36 Baldwin’s essay collection Nobody Knows My Name (1961), a best-seller in the United States, became an influential volume in the civil rights movement.

37 An editor at Knopf, Judith Jones worked with Hughes on Ask Your Mama and other projects in the 1960s. Blanche Knopf, Hughes’s former editor there, had become president of the firm in 1957. Widely known in the publishing world for having rescued the diary of Anne Frank from a pile of rejected manuscripts, Jones also edited books by other renowned authors such as the chef Julia Child and the novelist John Updike.

38 Alvin Ailey (1931–1989) founded the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater in 1958. The Jacob’s Pillow Dance Festival, started in 1933 by the acclaimed choreographer Ted Shawn on a farm in western Massachusetts, is the longest-running and probably the most prestigious dance festival in the United States.

39 Hughes asked the jazz pianist Randy Weston (b. 1926) to compose a score for Ask Your Mama. The men had collaborated on Weston’s 1960 recording Uhuru Afrika! (“Freedom Africa!”), for which Hughes wrote the poem “African Woman.”

40 Maurice Peress (b. 1930) is an orchestra conductor and educator. In 1961, he was an assistant conductor of the New York Philharmonic.

41 Gwendolyn Walters was a winner of the Marian Anderson Award for musical excellence.

42 Arna Bontemps was then working on his book Famous Negro Athletes (Dodd, Mead, 1964). According to records of the Grand National, an annual steeplechase held in Liverpool, England, Samuel J. Bush was not the winning jockey in 1917 or 1918.

43 George Houston Bass (1938–1990), a Fisk University graduate, moved to New York to attend the business school at Columbia. Recommended by Arna Bontemps, who had known him at Fisk, Bass served as Hughes’s secretary from June 1959 to July 1964. Hughes later appointed him executor-trustee of his estate. Eventually Bass became a professor in the fields of theater and African American Studies at Brown University.

44 George Bass was then a leader of Voices, Inc., an a cappella octet that performed a series of song-documentary programs for CBS Television in New York. As a leading lawyer for the NAACP, Thurgood Marshall (1908–1993) helped to win the landmark desegregation case Brown v. Board of Education in 1954. In 1967, he became the first African American justice on the U.S. Supreme Court. “Spaulding” is probably one of the sons of Charles C. Spaulding (1874–1952). The grandson of a former slave, Spaulding had been a noted entrepreneur, especially as a cofounder of the North Carolina Mutual Life Insurance Company. His sons, Charles, Jr., John, and Booker Spaulding, worked in the thriving business their father created. The African American contralto Carol Brice (1918–1985) had sung at a concert to mark Franklin Roosevelt’s third inauguration in 1941.

45 The poet and scholar James A. Emanuel (1921–2013) wrote a study of Hughes’s short fiction as his doctoral dissertation at Columbia University. In 1967, Emanuel’s Langston Hughes (based on that study) was published by Twayne in its “United States Authors” series. He became a professor of English at City College of the City University of New York. Later, after he moved to France, he published more than a dozen books of poetry.

46 On November 3, 1961, Hughes attended a White House luncheon hosted by President Kennedy in honor of the poet Léopold Sédar Senghor, president of Senegal. On November 6 in New York, the National Institute of Arts and Letters (which had elected Hughes a member that year) hosted a dinner he attended in honor of the British intellectual C. P. Snow (1905–1980).

47 “Leading Southern cracker novelist” refers to the Mississippi-based author William Faulkner (1897–1962), who won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1949. In 1962, he won the Gold Medal for Literature of the American Academy of Arts and Letters (the elite inner circle of the National Institute of Arts and Letters) despite Hughes’s objections. In the 1950s Faulkner vigorously opposed racial segregation, but in 1956 The Sunday Times of London reported him as saying that he would “fight for Mississippi against the United States, even if it meant going out into the street and shooting Negroes.” Faulkner denied saying so but also urged moderation in the national response to the concerns of most Southern whites.

48 Zelma Watson George (1903–1994) was a civil rights activist, musicologist, and college teacher. Managed by the W. Colston Leigh Agency, she lectured widely in the 1960s on behalf of organizations such as the Danforth Foundation and the American Association of Colleges.

49 On December 13, 1961, Hughes traveled to Africa with a delegation of performers, including Randy Weston, Nina Simone, and Odetta, organized by the American Society of African Culture (AMSAC). The main purpose of the trip was to take part in an arts festival in Lagos, Nigeria. He remained there until January 7, 1962.

50 In 1947, the Senegalese writer and editor Alioune Diop (1910–1980) founded Présence Africaine, the major journal of the Negritude movement.

51 The South African writer and scholar Es’kia Mphahlele, born Ezekiel Mphahlele (1919–2008) was one of the founders of modern African literature. Best known perhaps for Down Second Avenue (1959), an autobiography, he grew up in Pretoria. Later he earned a doctorate from the University of Colorado and also taught there and at the University of Pennsylvania.

52 J. Saunders Redding (1906–1988) was a professor (at Morehouse College, Hampton Institute, and Cornell University), and a literary scholar noted especially for his study To Make a Poet Black (1939).

53 The Dutch-born Rosey E. Pool (1905–1971) was a translator from English into Dutch. A popular figure, she translated several of Hughes’s poems and also works by various African writers who lived, like her, in London.

54 E. Simms Campbell (1906–1971), a successful African American cartoonist, had illustrated Hughes and Bontemps’s Popo and Fifina in 1932. He moved his family to Switzerland in 1957 and lived there until 1970.

55 In the section “Invitation to Philanthropy” in his second autobiography, I Wonder as I Wander, Hughes tells the droll story of a strange woman who asks him for money on behalf of an obviously nonexistent foundation to improve race relations.

56 Hughes’s gospel play Black Nativity (1961) is probably the most frequently produced of his dramatic works. Critics hailed its opening performance on December 11, 1961, at the 41st Street Theatre in Manhattan. In 2013, a film version of the musical play, also called Black Nativity, was released. (Black Nativity was probably inspired by the success of Gian Carlo Menotti’s one-act opera Amahl and the Night Visitors, reputedly the most frequently produced of all operas following its premiere on NBC Television in 1951. Black Nativity was staged in 1962 at Menotti’s popular Festival of Two Worlds in Spoleto, Italy.)

57 Eager to build on the success of Black Nativity, Lawrence Langner encouraged Hughes to update the script of Tambourines to Glory, also a gospel musical.

58 In 1961, W. E. B. Du Bois joined the Communist Party of the United States and left the United States to live in Ghana. In 1963, after the U.S. government refused to renew his passport, he renounced his citizenship and became a Ghanaian. He died there later that year.

59 Eva Tanguay (1878–1947) was a vaudeville performer. Gilda Gray (1901–1959) was a Polish-born actress known for doing the Shimmy dance in films in the 1920s.

60 Her Name Was Sojourner Truth, by the Austrian actress and writer Hertha Pauli (1906–1973), was published in 1962.

61 Hughes refers to his musical play The Gospel Glory: A Passion Play (1962), about the Crucifixion. Later that year, he and Alfred Duckett (1917–1984), a veteran writer but an inexperienced producer, launched the work at the Temple of the Church of God in Christ in Brooklyn. After a particularly ragged staging of the play in Westport, Connecticut, Hughes ended his arrangement with Duckett.

62 The Dutch-born bookseller Paul Breman (1931–2008) edited and wrote the introduction to Waring Cuney’s volume of poetry Puzzles (DeRoos, 1960). He operated a small press in London, where he published the “Heritage Series of Black Poetry,” featuring African American poets, from 1962 to 1975. Arna Bontemps’s first poetry collection, Personals (1963), was part of this series.

63 In 1962, Georgia Douglas Johnson published Share My World, her first book of poems in more than thirty years.

64 Jackie Robinson (1919–1972) broke the color barrier in modern Major League Baseball in 1947 when he played for the Brooklyn Dodgers. In 1963, he and his wife, Rachel Robinson (b. 1922), began hosting jazz concerts on the grounds at their home in Stamford, Connecticut, to raise funds for civil rights and other worthy causes.

65 On March 24, 1962, on national television, Emile Griffith (1938–1913) and Benny “the Kid” Paret (1937–1962) fought for the world welterweight boxing title at Madison Square Garden in New York. Enraged by Paret’s taunts asserting that Griffith was gay, Griffith knocked him out after a severe beating. Paret never regained consciousness. He died on April 3.

66 The Chicago-based entertainer Oscar Brown, Jr. (1926–2005) set Brooks’s poem to music under the title “Elegy (Plain Black Boy).”

67 The African American poet and writer Henry Blakely (1917?–1996) was Gwendolyn Brooks’s husband.

68 William “Bloke” Modisane (1923–1986), a South African writer and actor, moved to England in 1959 to escape apartheid. His autobiography, Blame Me on History (E. P. Dutton, 1963), tells of his life in South Africa. Writing to Hughes, Modisane had greeted him in Sesotho and isiZulu. Hughes responds with an attempt at Bantu.

69 Modisane had written to inform Hughes that he faced eviction because his union had gone on strike. Hughes responded with a check (“the enclosed”).

70 Hughes and Modisane later went to Kampala, Uganda, to attend the M’Bari Writers Congress at Makerere College (later University) from June 11 to 15. Other writers in attendance included Wole Soyinka, Ezekiel Mphahlele, and Chinua Achebe.

71 From Uganda, Hughes stopped at Cairo and Rome en route to Spoleto in Umbria, Italy, where he saw Black Nativity performed at Gian Carlo Menotti’s Festival of Two Worlds.

72 Robie Macaulay (1919–1995), a writer and critic, succeeded the poet John Crowe Ransom as editor of The Kenyon Review. In 1966 he became fiction editor at Playboy magazine.

73 Ngugi wa Thiong’o, formerly J. T. Ngugi (b. 1938), is an internationally known Kenyan author and American-based university professor. His first play was staged when he was a student at Makerere College in 1962, around the time that he first met Hughes. His first novel, A Grain of Wheat, appeared in 1964.

74 Grace Ogot (b. 1930) published her first novel, The Promised Land, in 1966. Drawn to politics, she became the first Kenyan woman to serve as an assistant cabinet member. She did so in the government of Daniel Arap Moi, who later imprisoned Ngugi for political reasons.

75 Invited by the U.S. government, Hughes went to Ghana to speak at the dedication of the new United States Information Service (USIS) Center and Library in Accra. (The U.S. ambassador was William P. Mahoney. Hughes had known his wife, Alice, a niece of Noël Sullivan, since she was a little girl, and had been a guest of the Mahoneys at their Phoenix home before Mahoney’s appointment.) In late June, after his trip to Cairo and Italy, he returned to Africa for this event. The USIS, as units of the United States Information Agency centered outside the U.S. were known, was a branch of the Department of State. The latter took over its functions in 1999.

76 Negritude was a literary movement in the 1930s and 1940s among French-speaking authors that focused on “black consciousness.” Its key developers included Léopold Sédar Senghor and Aimé Césaire (1913–2008), who acknowledged the influence of Hughes’s work on their thinking.

77 Hughes refers to James Baldwin’s best-selling novel Another Country (1962), which includes graphic descriptions of interracial sex as well as gay and bisexual male liaisons.

78 Harold Robbins (1916–1997) achieved notoriety with his sexually explicit novel The Carpetbaggers (Simon & Schuster, 1961).

79 John Alfred Williams (b. 1925) is a prolific novelist whose books include The Angry Ones (1960) and The Man Who Cried I Am (1967). In 1962, the American Academy and National Institute of Arts and Letters in New York (of which Hughes was a member) chose Williams for one of its annual writing residencies at the American Academy in Rome. In an unprecedented response, the organization in Rome refused to accept Williams. When the New York body then offered Williams a writing grant, he declined it.

80 Leonard Lyons (1906–1976) wrote his syndicated column The Lyons Den for the New York Post from 1934 to 1974. Bennett Cerf (1898–1971), cofounder of Random House, wrote a daily humor column called Try and Stop Me for the King Features syndicate. John Sengstacke (1912–1997) was publisher of The Chicago Defender, where Hughes’s weekly column, Here to Yonder, had appeared since 1942. With nationally syndicated (white) columnists available much more cheaply, the Defender wanted to alter Hughes’s contract and reduce his salary.

81 The word “important” was probably written by Arna Bontemps after he read the contents of this letter.

82 The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes, edited by Arnold Rampersad and David Roessel and published by Knopf, finally appeared in 1994.

83 In 1964, Donald C. Dickinson (later a professor of library science at the University of Arizona, Tucson) published his doctoral dissertation, A Bio-bibliography of Langston Hughes, 1920–1960. In 1972, Archon Books published a revised edition to include Hughes’s work up to his death in 1967.

84 On March 13, Bontemps responded: “Your letter of Monday (11) covers the matter of the Collected Poems and the Authorized Biography of L. H. with your usual thoroughness and feeling for essentials. I propose to do both, and I regard my authorization as a sacred trust.”

85 See also Hughes’s letter to Emanuel of September 19, 1961.

86 Constance M. Maxon, a freelance writer, was said to be working on an unauthorized biography of Hughes. The biography was never published.

87 A housewife in Windom, Kansas, Faith Wilson (who was white) began writing Hughes in November 1951 after she casually took one of his books out of her local library. “I had no idea who you were,” she admitted to Hughes. They corresponded for more than ten years, with their letters offering an unusual perspective on race relations at the time. They finally met some years after the letters began, when Wilson and her husband visited New York.

88 Hughes adapts the first line of William Wordsworth’s well-known sonnet “The World Is Too Much with Us.” It was first published in Poems, in Two Volumes (1807).

89 The writer Emily Kimbrough (1899–1989), who contributed pieces to The New Yorker, The Atlantic Monthly, and other magazines, also published fourteen books.

90 Marcus Cook Connelly (1890–1980) won a Pulitzer Prize for his play The Green Pastures (1931).

91 The dinner was in honor of Lloyd K. Garrison, who had advised Hughes in his 1953 encounter with Senator Joseph McCarthy. In private practice as a lawyer, Garrison was also a veteran counselor of the NAACP and past president of the National Urban League.

92 A flamboyant Texas financier, Billie Sol Estes (1925–2013) was convicted on March 28, 1963, of four counts of mail fraud and one count of conspiracy involving $24 million in fraudulent mortgages. He was sentenced to fifteen years in prison.

93 Mike Todd was married at one time to the movie star Elizabeth Taylor (1932–2011). The film Around the World in Eighty Days, which Todd’s company produced in 1956, won the 1957 Academy Award for Best Picture. Their marriage ended in 1958 when Todd died in a plane crash in New Mexico.

94 Adlai Stevenson (1900–1965) was then U.S. ambassador to the United Nations. A former governor of Illinois, he ran unsuccessfully as the Democratic Party nominee for president in 1952 and 1956.