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The Ballad of the Brown Girl
The Ballad of the Brown Girl was Harlem Renaissance writer Countee Cullen's (1903-1946) first major poem, and this is the first edition of only 500 copies, published in New York and London by Harper & Brothers in 1927, with illustrations and page decorations by the unrelated Art Deco artist Charles Cullen (1887-?). Brown Girl is Countee Cullen's revision of a 17th-century English ballad based on a folk tale featuring two women with different color hair. Cullen's revision alters the descriptions to suggest they are of different races, establishing tensions between romance, segregation, and social hierarchy.
The white Charles Cullen grew up in Brooklyn and was living and working in Manhattan when he met the Black Countee Cullen around 1926 and illustrated four books for the writer: Copper Sun (1927), The Ballad of the Brown Girl (1927), an illustrated second edition of Color (1928), and The Black Christ and Other Poems (1929). It seems a significant coincidence that the two would share a last name, but the stars seem to have been aligned. For example, Countee Cullen's birth name was Countee LeRoy Porter and Charles Cullen was born in LeRoy, New York. Coincidence? We don't think so.
View another work by Countee Cullen.
View another book illustrated by Charles Cullen.
View other Black History Month posts.
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blkice64-blog · 13 hours
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James Baldwin
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originalbydondria · 2 months
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...like the omen
I am not here
I am clearly not
I could cry
Fill a mug
And it would empty
To you
But the age would strip cup
Alchemize it to glass
I am not here
I am clearly not
The crawl over my skin
The deep rooted knots
An illusion of the worst kind
Pain so crippling
But you dont believe it
I am not here
I am clearly not
Unless I leave for good
Now you have these thoughts
Lies I suspect
Because I cant reply back
To remind you of your silence
And your lack
The empty responses
"You'll be alright"
But all of the sudden
You knew something wasnt right
Oh now you care
Or you wish you were there
Or I'd come to you
Like I wasnt right there
I am not here
Clearly I am not
In the dark I drown
In the brown I rot
I lacked the desire to mask
You feign fear to ask
I reached out my hand
The side you can see
Funny how seen the unseen
Can be
Until seeing is noticing
Humanity
I am not here
I am clearly not
D. Ondria
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dyke-a-saur-writes · 4 months
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They Cloned Tyrone Review
They Cloned Tyrone is one of my favorite visual works of the past year, and I wish my favorite movie review/analyst channels covered it. There's still time but its unlikely.
The use of blaxploitation aesthetics alongside deceptively in-depth character writing was what really grabbed me and drew me in, alongside the soundtrack and audio mixing, which had just the perfect vibes I was looking for to influence Gore Gambit. Obviously, there is some concerning themes in it.
Anything that encourages hotep speculation automatically gives me bad vibes. While this could be a hyperbolic interpretation of how systemic racism functions, I'm uneasy with the "conspiracy" undertones of the text. To paint every systemic injustice and fallout of what African-Americans currently experience, alongside the social control and denigration of black bodies, as a singular government experiment rather than an intricate and centuries long system, felt misguided at best, and dangerous at worse.
The casual misogyny wasn't addressed or reprimanded by the text, rather placing its redress on the central female character as an "exceptional woman moment". There was no real commentary spared to how misogynoir (both a function of white supremacy and a community issue) feeds into black sex work and prostitution. The pimp was played as a silly but lovable character, with no thought spared to how dangerous, violent, and abusive these men are towards black women, not to mention how those men are often family members or boyfriends.
Overall, it was a strong movie, competently wirtten with ambitious themes that got away from it. I was originally going to post appreciation for its aesthetics onto my art blog, but after giving this a read-through, it's much more suited here.
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louandlillie · 7 months
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So glad to see the #New York Times mention my new book on #Zora Neale Hurston in Honduras yesterday! See this page to see if I am reading or signing in an area near you:
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sceneztheseries · 1 year
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Meet Tre’ — The Problem-maker
Full Name: Tre’Jour Jermaine Hopkins
Age: 14 (May 5th, 2000)
Classification : Freshman
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Meet Tre’.
The main character and new kid who arguably faces the most adversity throughout his first year of high school. Will he let tough times get to him or will it allow him understand different perspectives?
He loves to put himself out there whether it’s dressing in latest sneakers or showing off his talents at hooping. These are good things but he tends to let his need for attention and materialistic ways gear him into bad situations. He’s learning all this it’s just a matter of how many times he goes through the same cycles.
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sbrown82 · 8 days
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Marsha Hunt, circa 1970.
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darealprisonart · 2 years
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Why Black August is a Month-long Event
Why Black August is a Month-long Event
On the 50th in memoriam anniversary to George Jackson, The King of Prison Hip Hop smartly explains why Black August is a month-long event. August 21, 1971, George Lester Jackson, aka George Jackson, was martyred. His slain blood represents the price he was willing to pay in the cause for freedom against oppression. I approach this 50th in memoriam anniversary of his passing by looking back from…
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twixnmix · 1 year
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James Baldwin photographed by Dave Pickoff in Harlem, June 1963. 
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uwmspeccoll · 2 months
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Copper Sun
Last week we brought you Harlem Renaissance poet Countee Cullen's (1903-1946) first major poem The Ballad of the Brown Girl. Today we present Cullen's second collected book of poetry, Copper Sun, published in New York by Harper & Brothers in 1927, with illustrations by the same artist who illustrated Ballad, the unrelated Art Deco artist Charles Cullen (1887-?). Copper Sun is a collection of over fifty poems that explore race, religion, and sexuality in Jazz Age America, and particularly the possibility of unity between white and black people, as exemplified in the two Cullens, one black, the other white.
View more work by Countee Cullen.
View other books illustrated by Charles Cullen.
View other Black History Month posts.
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yourdailyqueer · 2 months
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Mary P. Burrill (deceased)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
DOB: August 1881 
RIP: 13 March 1946
Ethnicity: African American
Occupation: Writer, playwright, professor, director, activist
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pagansphinx · 2 months
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Black History Month
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Maya Angelou (American, 1928-2014)
Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit
a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woma
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
from And Still I Rise • Copyright © 1978
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originalbydondria · 5 months
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Still here and also
Very much so
Not.
D. Ondria
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2023 Pinterest 50 Book Reading Challenge
10. Book with a One Word Title
Quicksand by Nella Larsen
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kcyars520 · 3 months
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