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book, I had
re sunk in the
sing up into the
ks have been wr
d books have bee
ok is the Sout
the South or is
is : a poet has
who has known
erials of his So
erials of litera
land who writes
rebel against So
apologist or pri
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his inspiration :
use these ultima
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as made songs
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ife. And that h
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ith concern the
terary expressi
that portion of i
ifted Negro has
becoming a p
er forcing him
. > The artist
s in the great w
not forever prot
nglish. It is so
glish that he ca
ist is not forev
is so atmospher
can devote him
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creating of dee
f the creator m
e. And this has
ition for the A
every moment o
erficial plane o
ive significanc
and restrictive
ing. For Toomer
o be solved ; it i
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ng: the Georgia
l to be uplifte
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n belt of Wash
ussed and expose
f drama, worthy
ary f
therefore, tha
ys than one. It
terary maturity :
sion put upon
crisis - an obse
de their indire
exoticism, pol
oral melodrama
and unafraid cr
of a man of twe
a literary forc
I believe no re
e in d
Cane of the Sou
pressing seeds
tale, drama, its
sm to narrative
s! But read th
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e a complex and
from its chaos.
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threshing and
gton, lifted by
anguish of self
is Georgia aga
is black womb
ic, educated, sp
ad form this is
and unexpecte
ke Cane still m
hetic equivalen
it is! What
fateful proble
uth will find h
you who know
nderstand what
last a
d barking hounds, An orgy
yes and cane-lip
making folk
l sometimes clu
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ly a poet in pr
ling of his reve
wise enough to
ng of his land.
on of Jean Too
this power (wh
lendidly in his
nse of persecut
gnificant: the a
artist w ho_ is
omain is Life.
r "promise"; it
wn: it is a bit
erials ... the
cessible, and y
mbers of his race, The simple
idescent passio
. are made an
an unforgetta
unterpoint are
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esult is that ab
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rant us youth,
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