#harlem renaissance
Without women and girls like the ones above, the 20’s would never have roared.
It was Black musicians who put the “Jazz” in “The Jazz Age” so it’s no wonder there were many fabulous flappers of color (even though history doesn’t show us this). The Harlem Renaissance was a cultural explosion of Black Excellencefrommusic,literature,art,pop culture,fashion,politics,religion,social views,and so much more. One of the things that epitomizes the 1920’s is The Charleston Dance, made popular by none other than Josephine Baker.
A woman with a burning flame
Deep covered through the years
With ashes. Ah! she hid it deep,
And smothered it with tears.
Sometimes a baleful light would rise
From out the dusky bed,
And then the woman hushed it quick
To slumber on, as dead.
At last the weary war was done
The tapers were alight,
And with a sigh of victory
She breathed a soft—good-night!
— Georgia Douglas Johnson, Smothered Fires
I have spent a long time thinking about my blog. In light of the protests in the US and around the world, I don’t feel comfortable carrying on as usual. I’m trying to do my part by signing petitions, donating money, and working as a technical assistant to workshops on recognizing and unlearning racism. However, I’m still not sure what I should do with my blog. I just stopped posting because I didn’t feel like it was an appropriate time to post my own content but I also feel like I should be using my platform in this time. I’ve decided to continue posting but in a new format. I usually caption my photos with a quote and I have decided to use this space to highlight writers of the Harlem Renaissance. The following excerpt, describing the Harlem Renaissance, is taken from the Poetry Foundation.
“In the 1920’s, creative and intellectual life flourished within African American communities in the North and Midwest regions of the United States, but nowhere more so than in Harlem. The New York City neighborhood, encompassing only three square miles, teemed with black artists, intellectuals, writers, and musicians. Black-owned businesses, from newspapers, publishing houses, and music companies to nightclubs, cabarets, and theaters, helped fuel the neighborhood’s thriving scene. Some of the era’s most important literary and artistic figures migrated to or passed through “the Negro capital of the world,” helping to define a period in which African American artists reclaimed their identity and racial pride in defiance of widespread prejudice and discrimination.
The origins of the Harlem Renaissance lie in the Great Migration of the early 20th century, when hundreds of thousands of black people migrated from the South into dense urban areas that offered relatively more economic opportunities and cultural capital. It was, in the words of editor, journalist, and critic Alain Locke, “a spiritual coming of age” for African American artists and thinkers, who seized upon their “first chances for group expression and self-determination.” Harlem Renaissance poets such as Langston Hughes, Claude McKay, and Georgia Douglas Johnson explored the beauty and pain of black life and sought to define themselves and their community outside of white stereotypes.
Poetry from the Harlem Renaissance reflected a diversity of forms and subjects. Some poets, such as Claude McKay, used culturally European forms—the sonnet was one––melded with a radical message of resistance, as in “If We Must Die.” Others, including James Weldon Johnson and Langston Hughes, brought specifically black cultural creations into their work, infusing their poems with the rhythms of ragtime, jazz, and blues.”
“The Weary Blues”-By Langston Hughes
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
I heard a Negro play.
Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
He did a lazy sway….
He did a lazy sway…
To the tune o’ those Weary Blues.
With his ebony hands on each ivory key
He made that poor piano mean with melody.
O Blues!
Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool
He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
Sweet Blues!
Coming from a black man’s soul.
O Blues!
In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone
I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan–
“Ain’t got nobody in all this world,
Ain’t got nobody but ma self.
I’s gwine to quit ma frownin’
And put ma troubles on the shelf.”
Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor.
He played a few chords then he sang some more–
“I got the Weary Blues
And I can’t be satisfied–
I ain’t happy no mo’
And I wish that I had died.”
And far into the night he crooned that tune.
The stars went out and so did the moon.
The singer stopped playing and went to bed
While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
He slept like a rock or a man’s that’s dead.
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The Harlem Renaissance helped to redefine how the world understood African American culture.
“Minnie the Moocher” is a jazz song first recorded in 1931 by Cab Calloway and His Orchestra, selling over a million copies.
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Gladys Bentley (1907-1960), a US openly lesbian, cross-dressing performer, blues singer, pianist, and entertainer during the Harlem Renaissance (1920s-30s) ♀️️