Academic journal article African American Review

Single Mother, Anointing 133rd and Lennox

Academic journal article African American Review

Single Mother, Anointing 133rd and Lennox

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You just know She descends from A wide-shoulder'd people. You know, by her carriage she was One of Harriet's defiant daughters, before She put on a red dress and became Ellington's flame. And became a sepia coquette, that lyrical flirt in Langston's Muse. And became the Blues petering from the other end of Satchmo's horn. And became The Hurt, the outrage burning in Emmet Till's Dying eye. And became a crusader, like Fannie Lou (because Times dictated She had to). And became a foot soldier, yet another Colored marcher with a hymn On her lips. And became a thin but strong Black fist in a crowd, shouting, "Revolution!" And became the afro-topped, ever vigilant Earth-mother, keeping watch over tomorrow's Dredlocked children. Her credentials read: BLACK WOMAN. And her Beauty hurts your eye.

But know this: She stands, now, having Summoned the will, the backbone to Rise, again. Not leaning, but erect, upright As projects rest upon her small, brown shoulders. She stands, like a womanly tree, rooted and strong because Bending in a storm was never her option. See, the act itself never suited her Posture. See, Sister's got too much history to bend. One look, and you will know this much.

She never got Used to being somebody's Victim, or somebody's slave At the end of a nobody's whip. …

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