Showing posts with label Black poets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black poets. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 28, 2023

The Early Poetry of Langston Hughes


In 1924, a young Black man named Langston Hughes (1902-1967) arrived in New York City. Born in Joplin, Missouri, he had lived in a considerable number of places and traveled as a sailor to even more. But it was to New York he came, and it was there he would not only make his literary name but lead what came to be known as the Harlem Renaissance. 

Two years after his arrival, he published his first poetry collection, The Weary Blues. Almost a century after its publication (and now off copyright), it continues to sound like contemporary poetry. He writes about his experiences, his people, his travels, music, the South, and his family. The words and ideas are all projected through the lens of race; this is a Black man writing and living in 1920s America. He had experienced Mexico, America, Europe, and Africa; he knew the cultural and social differences. And he writes powerfully, with simple language that often grab you by the throat.


To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.

Tuesday, June 1, 2021

Forgotten Classics: "Cane" by Jean Toomer


Jean Toomer (1894-1967) was a writer bundled with a host of seeming contradictions. He was heralded as part of the Harlem Renaissance in the 1920s, but he never wanted to be considered a Black writer, preferring to be called an American writer. He changed his name at least twice; born Nathan Pinchback Toomer, his maternal grandfather called him Eugene after his father (also a Nathan) abandoned the family. When he began his writing career and for 20 years after, he used the name “Jean Toomer,” changing it again to Nathan Jean Toomer.  

He wrote movingly of Black people, yet both of his parents were of mixed race. His mother’s family were free before the Civil War; his father was born into slavery but raised by his white grandfather. Toomer married twice, both wives were white. He seems never to have called himself either Black or white, saying that he was simply an American. 

 

He wrote poetry, one work of fiction, and several non-fiction books, but it is his work of fiction for which he’s best known and remembered.

 

To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.