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Julius E. Thompson. Dudley Randall,
Broadside Press, and the Black Arts Movement in Detroit,
1960-1995. Jefferson: McFarland, 1999. 344 pp
The Black Poets.
Edited by Dudley Randall. A Bantam Book 1971.
The Poetry of Black
America,
Edited by by Arnold Adoff (1973)
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Legacy: My
South
What desperate nightmare rapts me to this
land
Lit by a bloody moon, red on the hills,
Red in the valleys? Why am I compelled
To tread again where buried feet have trod,
To shed my tears where blood and tears have
flowed?
Compulsion of the blood and of the moon
Transports me. I was molded from this clay
My blood must ransom all the blood shed
here,
My tears redeem the tears. Cripples and
monsters
Are here. My flesh must make them whole and
hale.
I am the sacrifice.
See where the hat
Attempt again and again to cross a line
Their minds have drawn, but fear snatches
them back
Though health and joy wait on the other
side.
And there another locks himself in a room
And throws away the key. A ragged scarecrow
Cackles an antique lay, and cries himself
Lord of the world. A naked plowman falls
Famished upon the plow, and overhead
A lean bird circles.
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The Southern
Road
There the black river, boundary to hell.
And here the iron bridge, the ancient car,
And grim conductor, who with surly yell
Forbids white soldiers where the black ones
are.
And I re-live the enforced avatar
Of desperate journey to a dark abode
Made by my sires before another war;
And I set forth upon the southern road.
To a land where shadowed songs like
followers swell
And where the earth is scarlet as a scar
Friezed by the bleeding lash that fell (O
fell)
Upon my fathers’ flesh. O far, far, far
And deep my blood has drenched it. None can
bar
My birthright to the loveliness bestowed
Upon this country haughty as a star.
And I set forth upon the southern road.
This darkness and these mountains loom a
spell
Of peak-roofed town where yearning steeples
soar
And the holy holy chanting of a bell
Shakes human incense on the throbbing air
Where bonfires blaze and quivering bodies
char.
Whose is the hair that crisped, and fiercely
glowed?
I know it; and my entrails melt like tar
And I set forth upon the southern road.
O fertile hillsides where my fathers are,
From which my griefs like trouble streams
have flowed,
I have to love you, though they sweep me
far.
And I set forth upon
the southern road.
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Black Magic
Black girl black girl
lips as curved as cherries
full as grape bunches
sweet as blackberries
Black girl black girl
when you walk you are
magic as a rising bird
or a falling star
Black girl black girl
what’s your spell to make
the heart in my breast
jump
stop shake
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The Poetry of Black
America. Copyright © 1973 by Arnold
Adoff. Introduction copyright © 1973 by
Gwendolyn Brooks Blakely • Harper & Row •
New York, N.Y. 10022 * *
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Booker T. and W.E.B.
"It seems to me," said Booker T.,
"It shows a mighty lot of cheek
To study chemistry and Greek
When Mister Charlie needs a hand
To hoe the cotton on his land,
And when Miss Ann looks for a cook,
Why stick your nose inside a book?"
"I don't agree," said W.E.B.,
"If I should have the drive to seek
Knowledge of chemistry or Greek,
I'll do it. Charles and Miss can look
Another place for hand or cook.
Some men rejoice in skill of hand,
And some in cultivating land,
But there are others who maintain
The right to cultivate the brain."
"It seems to me," said Booker T.,
"That all you folks have missed the boat
Who shout about the right to vote,
And spend vain days and sleepless nights
In uproar over civil rights.
Just keep your mouths shut, do not grouse,
But work, and save, and buy a house."
"I don't agree," said W.E.B.,
"For what can property avail
If dignity and justice fail.
Unless you help to make the laws,
They'll steal your house with
trumped-up clause.
A rope's as tight, a fire as hot,
No matter how much cash you've got.
Speak soft, and try your little plan,
But as for me, I'll be a man."
"It seems to me," said Booker T.—
"I don't agree,"
Said W.E.B.
Source:
Modern American Poetry |
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Bio- Sketches of Dudley Randall
(1914-2000)
Randall, a
librarian by training and trade . . . figures
prominently prominently in the development of an
audience for the new black poetry. Randall also served
in World War II and writes poems about the war, love,
violence, art, and the black presence. His well known
"Booker T. and W.E.B.," digesting the Washington-Du Bois
controversy, was seen by Du Bois, and this pleased
Randall. The poem first appeared in Midwest Journal,
1952. Randall has also written about and translated
Russian poetry.
With Margaret
Danner he coauthored Poem Counterpoem (1966), and
his
Cities Burning appeared in 1968.
More to Remember (1971) pulls together
Randall's poems from "four decades." His work has been
published in Umbra, Beloit Poetry Journal,
and other places. He initiated the Broadside (posters)
in 1965 with his own "Ballad of Birmingham." The series
grew quickly, laying the foundation for Broadside Press,
the most significant black poetry press in America.
Randall's
work of this period has the stamp of formality. He
writes in ballad and free-verse forms, but he had a
tightness that would be relaxed in the late sixties.
"Legacy" chronicles the hurt, physical and mental, of a
land "Lit by a bloody moon." But the one who is "moulded
from this clay" vows
My tears redeem my tears.
"Perspectives" recasts the time-immemorial theme of we
only pass this way once. There is no need to complain
about discomfort, the poems says, because even the
mountains--in their hugeness--are dissolved "away" by
the seas. Randall's Pacific Epitaphs are
recollections of the war. The short pieces are
epigrammatic and haiku-like. Here is a poignant one ("Iwo
Jima"):
Like oil of Texas
My blood gushed here.
Prominent in
a group of Detroit poets (Margaret Danner, Oliver La
Grone, Naomi Long Madgett, James Thompson, and others),
Randall often enmeshes himself in a sense of personal
injury over his people's history. This tendency, and a
debt to the black poetic tradition (especially Sterling
Brown), can be seen in "The Southern Road," in which the
"black river" serves as a "boundary to hell." The
country is "haughty as a star,"
And I set forth upon the southern road. [329-330]
. . . . The poetry hub for
the late sixties and seventies, of course, is Randall's
Broadside Press. Randall has changed as a poet and
person, he says, in ways that perhaps parallel the
changes in Gwendolyn Brooks. A "father" figure among
some new black poets, he publishes dozens of them (over
one hundred, at this writing), releases new books of his
own poetry, serves as distributor of Breman's Heritage
Series and travels widely as lecturer, teacher,
librarian, and translator of Russian poetry.
A formalist by training and
temperament, Randall described his new poetic stance in
a statement in modern and Contemporary Afro-American
Poetry (Bell, 1972):
| My poetics is to try to write poetry as
well as I can. i think i have said elsewhere
that the function of the poet is to write
poetry. My earlier poetry was more formal.
Now I am trying to write a looser, more
irregular, more colloquial and more
idiomatic verse. I abhor logorrhea and try
to make my poems as concentrated as
possible. |
Indeed
Randall has tried to do just that--moving from a
traditional to a loose conversational verse. This he
attempts in such volumes as
Love You (1970) and
After the Killing (1973). When Randall is
describing a girl in an African village or the
"Miracle of Love," he is genuine and strong. But
such poems as "Green Apples" and "Words Words Words"
pit him against his mettle. These and other pieces
are merely vertical prose, appearing as sketches and
letters. But he is primarily a librarian, publisher,
and editor whose service to black poets has been and
remains invaluable. This is seen not only in his
production of their work, but in the many
anthologies he has edited. With Chicagoan Margaret
Burroughs, he coedited
Malcolm: Poems on the Life and Death of Malcolm X
(1967), the latter unbalanced and apparently quickly
put together, since it has practically no
introduction and contains no bio-bibliographical
material on the poets. [394-395]
—Eugene Redmond.
Drumvoices:
The Mission of Afro-American Poetry: A Critical History. Doubleday,1976.
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An accomplished
poet himself and chair of the Black Studies program at
the University of Missouri-Columbia, Thompson possesses
the skills and sensibility required for this
multifaceted project. His narrative employs the neutral
tone of a standard reference work, yet he chooses
biographical details that deftly and almost
imperceptibly guide the reader's attention.
Dudley Randall was
born in 1914 to a middle-class family, but--as the
family moved from Washington, D.C., to East St. Louis
and, finally, to Detroit--his father's employment status
steadily declined. A full-scale biography might explore
this development at length, speculating on its effect on
the young Randall. Thompson's format, however, only
allows him to supply enough data so that the perceptive
reader will be aware of this aspect of Randall's
formative years. As a poet, Dudley Randall got off to a
slow start. Encouraged by his parents, he developed a
serious interest in poetry and began to write while
still in high school, but his only literary contact was
a casual friendship with Robert Hayden in the 1930s.
Secure in a clerk's job at the Post Office, Randall did
not participate in the Depression-era Federal Writers
Project that set Hayden and many others on the road to
later success.
After Army service
in the South Pacific in World War II, Randall used his
GI Bill benefits to attend Wayne State University. When
he graduated in 1948 he was more confident about his
poetry, but, unfortunately, it was at just that moment
that the Urban League's Opportunity magazine and
the NAACP's The Crisis—the nation's major outlets
for black poets since the 1920s--were no longer viable
publishing venues. Randall did manage to publish a few
poems in Midwest Journal, Russell Atkins's FreeLance,
and other small magazines as he continued to juggle the
duties of a full-time job and graduate school, earning a
degree in library science at the University of Michigan.
As a professional librarian with literary interests, he
joined the ranks of figures such as Arna Bontemps,
Dorothy Porter, Ernest Kaiser, Casper Leroy Jordan, and
Ann Allen Shockley.
By 1960 Randall was
enjoying a comfortable professional career, but it was
the early stirrings of the Black Arts Movement that
provided the catalyst for his most productive period as
a writer, as well as his establishment of Broadside
Press. During the decade, Randall developed mutually
energizing associations with Detroit writers such as
Margaret Danner, Woodie King, Ron Milner, Oliver La
Grone, and James W. Thompson. For Randall and his peers,
the establishment of independent African American media
began to seem an indispensable element of Civil Rights
goals such as "self-determination" or community
political empowerment. As a result, Thompson writes,
Randall assumed an effective role as "an active
participant both in the Black Arts Movement and in the
ongoing struggles of the Civil Rights Movement. Randall
and the writers and artists who published under the
Broadside Press label became major shapers of the
cultural and intellectual developments fostered by the
Black Arts Movement" (29). The project definitely
reflected the movement's emphasis on "grass roots"
political engagement.
Randall's first
publications in 1965 were literally broadsides—single
poems printed on large sheets of paper that sold for
fifty cents. The next year the press produced a small
book, Poem Counterpoem, a collaboration by
Randall and Margaret Danner that resembled a
conversation in verse.
For Malcolm X, an anthology edited by Randall
and Margaret Burroughs, appeared in 1967 and immediately
sold more than 8,000 copies.
Unlike most small literary presses, Broadside seemed to
have an audience avidly—almost impatiently—awaiting its
publications. Certainly, Randall's editorial acumen was
impressive. The poets published by Broadside would
eventually include major voices of the 1940s such as
Melvin B. Tolson, Margaret Walker, and Gwendolyn Brooks
as well as newcomers Nikki Giovanni, Audre Lorde, Haki
R. Madhubuti (Don L. Lee), Mae Jackson, James A.
Emanuel, Etheridge Knight, Sonia Sanchez, and Keorapetse
Kgositsile. Randall's press also introduced important
yet still underrated poets such as Sterling D. Plumpp,
Melba Joyce Boyd, and the late Lance Jeffers.
—Lorenzo
Thomas, Book Review, African American Review,
Fall, 2000.
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In the 1940s,
1950s, and 1960s, when Detroit was the "Arsenal of
Democracy" and the "Automobile Capital of the World,"
industrial wealth embellished the city's industrial
identity. In tandem with the city's educational
institutions, poets emerged from a myriad of
ethnicities.
Literary
relationships of historic note, such as the friendship
between Dudley Randall (1914-2000) and Robert Hayden
(1913-1980), demonstrated how the automobile industry
and the labor struggle stimulated artistic expression
and aesthetic exchange in the working-class and the
African American community.
During the Great
Depression in 1937, Randall and Hayden met and provided
aesthetic sustenance for each other and their artistic
pursuits. By day, Randall labored in the Ford foundry,
while Hayden worked for the WPA. By night, Randall and
Hayden met at the YMCA to discuss literary techniques
and their own writings. In fact, Randall typed Hayden's
first manuscript, Heart-Shape in the Dust, for
submission to a poetry contest. Although it did not win
the prize, Falcon Press, founded by a group of union
organizers, published the manuscript. Randall and Hayden
struggled to be published in national magazines because
of the limited outlets and opportunities for black
poets. . . .
Dudley Randall was
a member of Boone House when he composed "Ballad of
Birmingham," following the 1963 Ku Klux Klan bombing of
the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church in Birmingham,
Alabama, for Correspondence Magazine in Detroit. In 1965
folksinger Jerry Moore asked for permission to record
the poem as a song. In order to protect his rights as
the author, Randall printed the poem as a broadside, a
single sheet of paper, and founded the Broadside Press.
Shortly thereafter, he began the Broadside Series and
published poems by such prominent black poets as Robert
Hayden, Margaret Walker, Naomi Long Madgett, Gwendolyn
Books, LeRoi Jones (Amiri Baraka), Melvin Tolson, Jean
Toomer, and Langston Hughes. He called the first set of
poems "Poems of the Negro Revolt." As the press grew, it
began to publish books by these same broadside authors,
and it also introduced new black voices of the 1960s,
including Don L. Lee (Haki Madhubuti), Etheridge Knight,
James Emanuel, Nikki Giovanni, Sonia Sanchez, and Audre
Lord. According to poet and scholar Eugene Redmond,
Broadside Press became "the hub of black poetry
publishing."
Under Randall's
auspices, Broadside also published emerging
Detroit-based poets: Jill Witherspoon Boyer, who was
also the editor of the Broadside Annual; Melba Joyce
Boyd, who was Randall's assistant editor (1972-77); Aneb
Kgositsile, who served as an editor for the press
(1977-80); John Sinclair; and Michelle Gibbs. Broadside
Press was the most successful small poetry press at the
time. More than five hundred thousand books were
distributed between 1965-77. It served as inspiration
for other aspiring, small presses.
Randall's colleague Naomi Long Madgett founded Lotus
Press in 1972. Its first publication was Madgett's
Pink Ladies in the Afternoon. Like Randall, Madgett
realized that only through independent presses could
black poets ensure that their works would be made
public. She extended her resources and skills to other
poets and published the works of noted Detroit poets Toi
Derricotte, Paulette Childress, and Bill Harris. Since
1972 the press has grown significantly, claiming 76
titles.
—Melba
Joyce Boyd and M. L. Liebler, eds. Abandon
Automobile: Detroit City Poetry 2001.
(Detroit: Wayne State University Press,
2001), pages 23-28. Internet source:
http://www.lib.wayne.edu
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Book Review
Julius E. Thompson's carefully crafted
Dudley Randall, Broadside Press, and the Black Arts
Movement in Detroit, 1960-1 995, is a valuable
and somewhat unusual book that delivers everything the
title promises, though not necessarily in the
proportions a reader might expect. Part biography, part
literary history, the book is primarily a flawlessly
detailed study of an important publishing enterprise.
McFarland is a publishing house that specializes in
reference works and books intended for the use of
librarians, and that fact surely has influenced
Thompson's approach.
—Lorenzo
Thomas, Book Review, African American Review,
Fall, 2000.
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The Black Poets edited
by Dudley Randall
 |
The
claim of
The Black Poets [1971] to being
a partially definitive
anthology is that it presents the full
range of Black-American poetry, from the
slave songs to the present day. It
is important that folk poetry be included
because it is the root and inspiration of
later, literary poetry. Folk and
ballad poetry influence is seen in Haydn's
"The Ballad of Nat Turner," Melvin B.
Tolson's "The Birth of John Henry," and in
Etheridge Knight's version of the legend of
Shine, the stoker on the Titanic. In Black
Fire, Larry Neal gives as different version
of the legend.
It is
important that the reader, as well as young
black poets, be familiar with these roots of
black poetry, so that he can recognize
them as they recur in Tolson, Sterling A.
Brown, Margaret Walker, or in some new young
poet of today, and so that the poets can
utilize them in their own poetry |
Not
only does this book present the full
range of Black poetry, but it presents most
poets in depths, and in some cases presents
aspects of a poet neglected or overlooked
before. Claude McKay is well-known for his
poetry of defiance and rebellion, but some of his
later introspective, self-questioning poems, after
he was converted from atheism to Catholicism, are
included here. Haydn is often characterized
(wrongly) as an art for art's sake poet, but some of
his poems in this book are the most powerful
presentations of the black experience. Frank Horne
is best known for his "Letters Found Near a
Suicide." Students in my class were so fond of them
that I asked them whether they were death-wish
oriented. But his later poetry, when he was
struggling for strength after paralysis, is include
here. Gwendolyn Brooks is represented not
only by poems on racial and domestic
themes, but is revealed as a writer
of superb love lyrics.
In addition new
poets, or poets seldom anthologized before, are
included, such as Everett Hoagland, James Randall,
Jr., Stephany, Carolyn M. Rodgers, Doughtry Long,
and Johari Amini.
The first
literary black poets tried to write as whites for a
white audience. Phillis Wheatley imitated Pope and
Dryden. their models were likely to be genteel or to
antedate the current poetic practices. In the Harlem
Renaissance, Countee Cullen wrote under the
influence of Keats and Housman, and Claude McKay
wrote sonnets in the tradition of Wordsworth and
Milton. It took the impingement of racism on
Cullen's life, and McKay's belligerent personality,
to give their poetry distinction. Only Langston
Hughes and Jean Toomer, one by his use of colloquial
black speech and blues form, and the other by his
employment of new images and symbolism, were abreast
of the poetic practices of the day.
In the post
Renaissance generation, Sterling A Brown and
Margaret Walker, continued Hughes's use of folk
materials, and Robert Haydn, Gwendolyn Brooks,
Melvin B. Tolson, and Margaret Danner brought black
poetry abreast of its time by absorbing and
mastering the techniques of T.S. Eliot, Hart Crane,
Ezra Pound.
The poets of
the sixties and seventies have gone further than the
poets of the post-Renaissance. the best of them have
absorbed the techniques of the masters, have
rejected them, and have gone in new directions.
perhaps this rejection had its roots in the movement
of the fifties and sixties. when the poets saw the
contorted faces of the mobs, saw officers of the law
commit murder, and "respectable" people scheme to
break the law (there was no cry for law and order
then), perhaps they asked themselves, Why should we
seek to be integrated with such a society? perhaps
they resolved to work toward a more civilized, a
more humane society.
This alienation
from white society initiated a turning away from its
values and its poetry. poets turned to poetry of the
folk, of the streets, to jazz musicians, to the
language of black people for their
models. their first impulse was no longer to send a
poem to Poetry Magazine or Harper's,
but to think of
Black World,
Journal of Black Poetry, Black Dialogue,
Soulbook, Freedomways, or Liberator.
This emancipation from white literary models and
critics freed them to create a new black poetry of
their own. such freedom was necessary if they were
to create a truly original poetry. This is not to
say that they remain ignorant of the currents of
contemporary poetry, but that their attitude toward
it was different. What they could use, they took,
but they wrote as black men, not as black writers
trying to be white. they tried to change language,
to turn it around, to give new meanings and
connotations to words. One example of this is the
word black, which no longer connotes evil or dirt,
but pride and beauty.
Examples of
their success in "blackening the language" are
phrases that have passed into common speech and that
one repeats without knowing the originator, such as
Imamu Baraka's (LeRoi Jones's) "upa aginst the wall"
and "black art," and Don lee's "think black," black
pride," "the unpeople," "therealpeople," "the world
runners,' "Iunder/overstand," "blackwriting,"
"integration of negroes with black people,' and
"talking black and sleeping white."
This
turning away from White models and returning to their
roots has freed Black poets to create a new poetry.
This book records their progress. they no longer
imitate white models, strain toward white magazines,
defer to white critics, or court white readers. they are
in the process of creating a new literature. Whatever
the outcome, they are taking care of business.
—from the Introduction of
The Black Poets [1971]
dited by Dudley Randall * * *
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Contents
| Introduction |
xxiii |
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FOLK POETRY |
1 |
|
Walk Together Children |
1 |
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| Folk Seculars |
3 |
|
Songs: We Raise de Wheat |
3 |
| He Paid Me Seven (Parody) |
5 |
| Run, Nigger, Run! |
5 |
| Promises of Freedom |
5 |
| Jack and Dinah Want Freedom |
5 |
| Wild Negro Bill |
7 |
| Negro Soldier's Civil War Chant |
7 |
| Song to the Runaway Slave |
8 |
| Down in the Lonesome Garden |
8 |
| This Sun is Hot |
9 |
| That Hypocrite |
9 |
| Old Man Know-All |
9 |
| Raise a "Rucus" To-Night |
10 |
| I'll Wear Me a Cotton Dress |
11 |
| John Henry |
12 |
| She Hugged Me and Kissed Me |
16 |
| Slave Marriage Ceremony Supplement |
16 |
| Blessing Without Company |
17 |
| The Old Section Boss |
17 |
| The Turtle's Song |
18 |
| Chuck Will's Widow Song |
19 |
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|
Spirituals |
21 |
|
No More Auction Block |
21 |
| |
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| I Know the Moonlight |
23 |
| Go Down, Moses |
23 |
| Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho |
24 |
| Dere's No Hidin' Place Down Dere |
25 |
| I Got a Home in Dat Rock |
25 |
| Deep River |
26 |
| Steal Away to Jesus |
27 |
| Git on Board, Little Children |
27 |
| Give Me Jesus |
28 |
| What Yo' Gwine to do when Yo' Lamp Burn
Down? |
29 |
| Crucifixion |
29 |
| Were You There when They Crucified My
Lord? |
30 |
| I Thank God I'm Free at Las' |
31 |
| De Ole Sheep Dey Know De Road |
32 |
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|
LITERARY POETRY |
33 |
|
Black Poet, White Critic |
33 |
|
By Dudley Randall |
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| The Forerunners |
35 |
|
from America, by James M. Whitfield |
35 |
| |
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|
LUCY TERRY |
37 |
| Bar's Fight, August 28, 1746 |
37 |
| |
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|
PHILLIS WHEATLEY |
38 |
| from To The Right Honorable
William, Earl of Darmouth |
38 |
| |
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|
FRANCES E.W. HARPER |
39 |
| The Slave Auction |
39 |
| Bury Me In a Free Land |
40 |
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|
JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |
41 |
| Listen, Lord--A Prayer |
41 |
| O Black and Unknown Bards |
42 |
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|
PAUL LAWRENCE DUNBAR |
44 |
| An Ante-Bellum Sermon |
44 |
| Misapprehension |
46 |
| Harriet Beecher Stowe |
47 |
| Soliloquy of a Turkey |
47 |
| When Dey 'Listed Colored Soldiers |
48 |
| To a Captions Critic |
50 |
| In the Morning |
51 |
| The Poet |
52 |
| A Spiritual |
53 |
| The Unsung Heroes |
54 |
| Philosophy |
55 |
| Compensation |
56 |
| |
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| Harlem Renaissance |
57 |
|
Esthete in Harlem by Langston Hughes |
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CLAUDE MCKAY |
59 |
| The Harlem Dancer |
59 |
| Spring in New Hampshire |
59 |
| The Tired Worker |
60 |
| To O.E.A. |
60 |
| The White City |
61 |
| Enslaved |
62 |
| Tiger |
62 |
| If We Must Die |
63 |
| The Negro's Tragedy |
63 |
| Truth |
64 |
| The Pagan Isms |
64 |
| I Know My Soul |
65 |
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JEAN TOOMER |
66 |
| Karintha |
66 |
| Reapers |
68 |
| Georgia Dusk |
69 |
| Evening Song |
70 |
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FRANK HORNE |
71 |
| Letters Found Near a Suicide |
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| To Mother |
71 |
| To 'Chick' |
71 |
| To You |
72 |
| To James |
73 |
| Walk |
75 |
| 'Mammal' |
76 |
| Patience |
77 |
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|
LANGSTON HUGHES |
78 |
| The Negro Speaks of Rivers |
78 |
| Dinner Guest: Me |
78 |
| Un-American Investigators |
79 |
| Third Degree |
80 |
| Who But the Lord? |
81 |
| Ku Klux |
81 |
| Peace |
82 |
| Still Here |
83 |
| Cultural Exchange |
83 |
| Junior Addict |
85 |
| Children's Rhymes |
86 |
| Words Like Freedom |
87 |
| Justice |
87 |
| American Heartbreak |
87 |
| Frederick Douglass: 1817-1895 |
87 |
| Where? When? Which? |
88 |
| Angola Question Mark |
89 |
| Question and Answer |
89 |
| The Backlash Blues |
90 |
| Warning |
91 |
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ARNA BONTEMPS |
92 |
| God Give to Men |
92 |
| Reconnaissance |
92 |
| Nocturne of the Wharves |
93 |
| A Black Man Talks of Reaping |
94 |
| |
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|
COUNTEE CULLEN |
95 |
| Heritage |
95 |
| Incident |
98 |
| Simon the Cyrenian Speaks |
99 |
| From the Dark Tower |
100 |
| Yet Do I Marvel |
100 |
| To Certain Critics |
101 |
| |
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| Post-Renaissance |
103 |
|
"Summertime and the Living . . ." |
|
|
By Robert Haydn |
103 |
| |
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|
STERLING BROWN |
105 |
| Slim in Hell |
105 |
| Old Lem |
109 |
| Southern Road |
111 |
| Long Gone |
112 |
| Strong Men |
113 |
| Crispus Attucks McCoy |
115 |
| |
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|
MELVIN B. TOLSON |
118 |
| A Legend of Versailles |
118 |
| The Birth of John Henry |
118 |
| Satchmo |
119 |
| |
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|
FRANK MARSHALL DAVIS |
121 |
| Robert Whitmore |
121 |
| Arthur Ridgewood, M.D. |
121 |
| Giles Johnson, Ph.D. |
122 |
| |
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|
ROBERT HAYDN |
123 |
| Middle Passage |
123 |
| Runagate Runagate |
128 |
| A Ballad of Remembrance |
131 |
| A Ballad of Nat Turner |
133 |
| Full Moon |
135 |
| The Diver |
136 |
| The Wheel |
137 |
| In the Mourning Time |
138 |
| |
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|
DUDLEY RANDALL |
139 |
| Analysands |
139 |
| Primitives |
139 |
| Hail, Dionysos |
140 |
| The Melting Pot |
141 |
| A Different Image |
142 |
| Roses and Revolutions |
142 |
| Ballad of Birmingham |
143 |
| The Idiot |
144 |
| George |
145 |
| Souvenirs |
146 |
| The Profile on the Pillow |
147 |
| Abu |
147 |
| Ancestors |
148 |
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|
MARGARET DANNER |
149 |
| Garnishing the Aviary |
149 |
| The Convert |
149 |
| This Is an African Worm |
151 |
| The Painted Lady |
152 |
| And through the Caribbean Sea |
152 |
| Goodbye David Tamunoemi |
153 |
| The Slave and the Iron Lace |
154 |
| |
|
|
MARGARET WALKER |
156 |
| Street Demonstration |
156 |
| Girl Held without Bail |
156 |
| For Malcolm X |
157 |
| For Andy Goodman--Michael Swerner--and
James Chaney |
159 |
| Prophets for a New Day |
160 |
| |
|
|
RAY DUREM |
163 |
| I Know I'm Not Sufficiently Obscure |
163 |
| Award |
164 |
| |
|
|
GWENDOLYN BROOKS |
165 |
| The Mother |
165 |
| Kitchenette Building |
166 |
| What Shall I Give My Children? |
166 |
| The Rites for Cousin Vit |
167 |
| A Lovely Love |
167 |
| When You have Forgotten Sunday: The Love
Story |
168 |
| The Chicago Picasso |
169 |
| The Sermon on the Warpland |
170 |
| Young Heroes |
171 |
| I Keorapetse
Kgositsile (Willie) |
172 |
| II To Don at
Salaam |
172 |
| III Walter
Bradford |
173 |
| Riot |
174 |
| Riot |
175 |
| The Third
Sermon on the Warpland |
176 |
| The Aspect
of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire |
179 |
| |
|
| The Nineteen Sixties |
181 |
|
SOS by Imamu Amiri Baraka |
181 |
| |
|
|
MARI EVANS |
183 |
| Black jam for dr negro |
183 |
| To Mother and Steve |
184 |
| Spectrum |
186 |
| Where Have You Gone |
186 |
| Marrow of My Bone |
187 |
| |
|
|
JAMES EMANUEL |
188 |
| Nightmare |
188 |
| The Negro |
189 |
| Negritude |
190 |
| The Treehouse |
191 |
| For "Mr. Dudley," A Black Spy |
192 |
| Panther Man |
|
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|
|
NAOMI MADGETT |
194 |
| Quest |
194 |
| Star Journey |
195 |
| Dream Sequence |
195 |
| The Race Question |
196 |
| Pavlov |
196 |
| Midway |
197 |
| Alabama Centennial |
197 |
| |
|
|
CONRAD KENT RIVERS |
199 |
| A Mourning Letter from Paris |
199 |
| Four Sheets to the Wind and a One-Way
Ticket to France |
199 |
|
In Defense of Black Poets |
200 |
| The Death of a Negro Poet |
201 |
| |
|
|
ETHERIDGE KNIGHT |
203 |
| The Idea of Ancestry |
203 |
| For Freckled-Faced Gerald |
205 |
| Haiku |
206 |
| It was a Funky Deal |
207 |
| The Violent Space |
208 |
| I Sing of Shine |
209 |
| |
|
|
IMAMU AMIRI BARAKA |
211 |
| An Agony. As now. |
211 |
| The Pressures |
212 |
| Ka 'Ba |
213 |
| Beautiful Black Women . . . |
213 |
| Babylon Revisited |
214 |
| leroy |
215 |
| A Poem Some People Will have to
Understand |
216 |
| Letter to E. Franklin Frazier |
217 |
| Numbers, Letters |
218 |
| Young Soul |
220 |
| Cold Term |
220 |
| In One battle |
221 |
| Return of the Native |
222 |
| Black Bourgeoise, |
223 |
| Black Art |
223 |
| Poem for Half White College Students |
225 |
| Black People |
226 |
| |
|
|
A.B. SPELLMAN |
228 |
| When Black People Are |
228 |
| In Orangeburg My Brothers Did |
229 |
| |
|
|
JOHARI AMINI |
230 |
| Saint Malcolm |
230 |
| Utopia |
230 |
| |
|
|
SONIA SANCHEZ |
231 |
| to all brothers |
231 |
| poem at thirty |
231 |
| nigger |
232 |
| black magic |
233 |
| summary |
234 |
| LISTENEN TO BIG BLACK AT S.F. STATE |
235 |
| a poem for my father |
236 |
| hospital/poem |
236 |
| summer words of a sistuh addict |
237 |
| --answer to yo/question of am i not yo/woman
even if u went on shit again-- |
238 |
| poem for etheridge |
239 |
| a chant for young/brothas & sistuhs |
240 |
| |
|
|
JUNE JORDAN |
243 |
| Okay "Negroes" |
243 |
| Cameo No.11 |
243 |
| Poem for my Family: Hazel Griffin and
Victor Hernandez Cruz |
245 |
| Poem from the Empire State |
247 |
| My Sadness Sits Around Me |
248 |
| Nobody Riding the Roads Today |
248 |
| What Happens |
249 |
| |
|
|
LUCILLE CLIFTON |
250 |
| Good times |
250 |
| Love Rejected |
250 |
| Admonitions |
251 |
| If I Stand in My Window |
252 |
| |
|
|
JAMES W. THOMPSON |
253 |
| The Constant Labor |
253 |
| The Greek Room |
254 |
| The Spawn of Slums |
254 |
| The Plight |
256 |
| |
|
|
JOHN RAVEN |
258 |
| An Inconvenience |
258 |
| Assailant |
258 |
| The Roach |
259 |
| |
|
|
CAROLYN M RODGERS |
260 |
| Now Ain't That Love? |
260 |
| Testimony |
261 |
| One |
261 |
| for h.w. fuller |
262 |
| Breakthrough |
263 |
| What Color is Lonely |
265 |
| Yuh Lookin GOOD |
266 |
| |
|
|
LARRY NEAL |
268 |
| Harlem Gallery: From the Inside |
268 |
| James Powell on Imagination |
269 |
| Malcolm X--An Autobiography |
269 |
| |
|
|
JAMES A. RANDALL, JR. |
272 |
| Who Shall Die? |
272 |
| Untitled |
273 |
| Don't Ask Me Who I Am |
274 |
| When Something Happens |
275 |
| Execution |
277 |
| Jew |
278 |
| |
|
|
WELTON SMITH |
280 |
| malcolm |
280 |
| The Nigga Section |
282 |
| |
|
|
ISHMAEL REED |
284 |
| badman of the guest professor |
284 |
| black power poem |
288 |
| Beware : Do Not Read This Poem |
288 |
| |
|
|
MICHAEL HARPER |
290 |
| Elvin's Blues |
290 |
| American History |
291 |
| A Mother Speaks : Motel Incident,
Detroit |
291 |
| |
|
|
YUSEF IMAM |
293 |
| Love Your Enemy |
293 |
| |
|
|
DON L. LEE |
295 |
| BACK AGAIN, HOME (confessions of an
ex-executive) |
295 |
| RE-ACT FOR ACTION |
296 |
| THE PRIMITIVE |
287 |
| The Self-Hatred of Don L. Lee |
297 |
| communication in whi-te |
299 |
| But He Has Cool or : he even stopped for
green lights |
299 |
| a poem to complement other poems |
300 |
| One Sided Shoot-out |
301 |
| Big Momma |
304 |
| Mixed Sketches |
306 |
| We Walk the Way of the New World |
307 |
| |
|
|
DOUGHTRY LONG |
310 |
| Ginger Bread Mama |
310 |
| One Time Henry Dreamed, the Number |
310 |
| |
|
|
EVERETT HOAGLAND |
312 |
| love Child--a black aesthetic |
312 |
| My Spring Thing |
313 |
| The Anti-Semanticist |
314 |
| It's a Terrible Thing! |
315 |
| |
|
|
NIKKI GIOVANNI |
318 |
| The True Import of Present Dialogue:
Black vs. Negro |
318 |
| My Poem |
319 |
| Beautiful Black Men |
320 |
| For Saundra |
321 |
| Knoxville, Tennessee |
322 |
| The Funeral of Martin Luther King, Jr. |
323 |
| Concerning One Responsible Negro with
Too Much Power |
323 |
| Poem for Black Boys |
325 |
| Kidnap Poem |
326 |
| Poem for Aretha |
327 |
| |
|
|
STEPHANY |
330 |
| In the Silence |
330 |
| Who Is Not a Stranger Still |
331 |
| My Love When This Is Past |
332 |
| Let Me Be Held When the Longing Comes |
332 |
| That We Head Towards |
333 |
| |
|
| Publishers of Black Poetry |
335 |
| Periodicals Publishing Black Poetry |
339 |
| phonograph Records |
343 |
| Tapes |
347 |
| Video Clips |
351 |
| Films |
353 |
Source:
The Black Poets. Edited by Dudley
Randall. A Bantam Book 1971. / posted 22 January 2007 *
* * * *
updated 1 October 2007 |