--Sonia Sanchez, poet
"The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories."
-- Margaret Walker, writer
Born in
She began writing in the 1930s and was still writing in the 1990’s, when she died at the age of 83. Her writing bridged the Harlem Renaissance of the 1920’s and 1930’s and the black arts movement of the 1960’s.
"For My People” speaks of the struggles of blacks but also their yearning for a new day:
For My People
dirges and their ditties and their blues and jubilees, praying their
prayers nightly to an unknown god, bending their knees humbly
to an unseen power;
For my people lending their strength to the years, to the gone years
and the now years and the maybe years, washing ironing cooking
scrubbing sewing mending hoeing plowing digging planting
pruning patching dragging along never gaining never reaping
never knowing and never understanding;
For my people standing staring trying to fashion a better way from
confusion, from hypocrisy and misunderstanding, trying to
fashion a world that will hold all the people, all the faces, all the
adams and eves and their countless generations;
Let a new earth rise. Let another world be born. Let a bloody peace be
written in the sky. Let a second generation full of courage issue
forth; let a people loving freedom come to growth. Let a beauty
full of healing and a strength of final clenching be the pulsing in
our spirits and our blood. Let the martial songs be written, let
the dirges disappear. Let a race of men now rise and take control.
5 comments:
Maregaret Walker. . . again, so much poetry and other literature, so little time.
I smoked "potes" (as an ex-heroin addict from Brooklyn I knew called them) for years. One of my other buds used to walk up to me whenever I'd see him and say "gimme wunna them neeeegro cigarettes. I know you got one."
I mourn that they are both gone today. Addiction is a terrible master.
Great choice, daddy. This is a great poem. She looks very young in this photo.
Your sidebar says you write poetry. Why you haven't showed us one of them?
Just beautiful. I'm loving this series so much and learning on top of it all.
Hey there MacDaddy...
This poetry is really hitting me hard...
Keep it coming....wow...
Peace, blessings and DUNAMIS!
Lisa
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