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A Bronzeville Mother Loiters In Mississippi. Meanwhile, A Mississippi Mother Burns Bacon

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From the first it had been like a
Ballad. It had the beat inevitable. It had the blood.
A wildness cut up, and tied in little bunches,
Like the four-line stanzas of the ballads she had never quite
understood--the ballads they had set her to, in school.


Herself: the milk-white maid, the "maid mild"
Of the ballad. Pursued
By the Dark Villain. Rescued by the Fine Prince.
The Happiness-Ever-After.
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Micah h 25 February 2020
who's where in 2020 like
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okokokok 01 March 2018
Bruhhhh okokokokokok
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James Smith Phd. 18 November 2017
lamer than a lame man who cannot walk due to his lameness
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Verlyn P Powell 21 August 2009
Being a female from Mississippi, this brings shame to my soul, even tho the events are of old, it tears my soul, more harsh than any Mississippi Cotton Field or Muddy Waters running through my veins, what was the gain? , because there will be many Obama's again.
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Kiarra Smith 27 October 2008
Gwendolyn Brooks wrote this poem before writing 'The Last Quatrain of the Ballad of Emmett Till'. She was a writer who didn't need to state the obvious but proved her point metaphorically and through the use of careful detail. This poem gives a different perspective on Carolyn Bryant as a mother. It alludes to the South's idea of placing white women on a pedastal, considering Black men (or boys, in Till's case) to be lustful after the females, sexually aroused. However, many times this was not so and many lynchings were blamed on 'rape' (which could be as little as brushing against a white woman) . Brooks shows this through the poem mentioning the stereotype of the 'great white knight coming to rescue'. This is ridiculous of course, since Till was an innocent child. The memory haunts Carolyn Bryant in the poem, the horror of it all.It is a very well-written poem. However, I doubt the Bryant feels any remorse to this day.
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Antoinette Gregg 30 March 2007
I didn't live during this time when Emmett Till was killed, but this poem made me feel the hurt and lamentation that his mother felt after burying her fourteen year old son a purely innocent act. I cry out for the black community and pray for the white community of that time. This poem really touched my heart, one of the few to make me want to cry, angry tears.
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