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Books by Henry
Dumas
Ark of Bones
(1970) /
Poetry for
My People (1971) /
Play Ebony
Play Ivory (1974)
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Jonah and the Green Stone
(1976)
Rope of Wind and Other Stories
(1979) /
Goodbye,
Sweetwater (1988) /
Knees of a Natural Man: The Selected
Poetry of Henry Dumas (1989)
Echo
Tree: The Collected Short Fiction of Henry Dumas
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Reviewed By Julius Lester
Henry Dumas was 34 when he was killed by a white policeman
in 1968. Fortunately, his creative potential had matured enough so that
his poetry can be read without one's judgments being influenced by the
reverberating echoes of the bullets that ended his life.
Dumas's poetic range was wide, and in an older, more accomplished
poet, this would have indicated versatility. Dumas was still the
poet-in-search-of-his-subject, however, exploring moods, themes and
forms with uneven results. Many of his short poems read like fragments
that might have found their form, if there had been time. Other poems
suffer from excessive imagery, coyness and manufactured black rage. A
section of blues lyrics is embarrassingly bad and a poem called "Cuttin
Down to Size" is an unfortunate excursion into anti-Semitism.
Dumas's talent asserts itself more effectively when he writes from
within an experience rather than above it. In the autobiographical
"Son of Msippi," there are overtones of Jean Toomer
("Bare walk and can stalk / Make a hungry belly talk"), and an
intentional Whitmanesque image:
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out of the loins
of the leveed lands
muscling its American vein
the great Father of Waters . . .
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A few lines later, however, he shatters this perception of the river
with an image that could have been written only by a black poet:
"the bone-filled Mississippi."
Dumas's authentic voice is heard most clearly when he writes from
within what seems to have been his subject: Africa and Nature. He is the
first Afro-American poet to speak convincingly in the voice of an
African.
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Once when I was tree
flesh came and worshipped
at my
roots.
My ancestors slept
in my
outstretched
limbs and listened to flesh
praying and entreating
on his knees.
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Dumas does not personify nature; he becomes it. Nature is not an
object of beauty, but a living, articulate organism.
"Love Song of a Lamb" is an erotic poem by a lamb.
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i speak to you
ram of strength
ram of beauty
why do you come
toward me leaning
behind my honed shadow?
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In the sparse lines of "Hunt," the poet speaks as a dog.
The majestic "Ngoma" effectively creates and melds the sound
of "ngoma" (Swahili for drum) with the heartbeat of the unborn
child in the stomach of the woman narrator of the poem. It is a stunning
achievement.
Besides the African voice, Dumas also had a lyric one which was
beginning to approach the purity of haiku
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The lights gathering
on the night lake
sing a thousand songs
of the sleeping sun
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At his best, Henry Dumas was the most original Afro-American poet of
the sixties, and this book is the portrait of a poet in the budding
time. Thanks to a white policeman, there will be no flowering.
Source: New York Times Book Review (9/19/75) |