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Georgia Blanche Douglas Camp Johnson, better known as Georgia Douglas Johnson, was an American poet, one of the earliest African-American female playwrights, and a member of the Harlem Renaissance.
The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn, As a lone bird, soft winging, so restlessly on, Afar o’er life’s turrets and vales does it roam In the wake of those echoes the heart calls home.
The heart of a woman falls back with the night, And enters some alien cage in its plight, And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars
I've officially found my favorite poet. Easily. I'm a sucker for allusions to nature, the human body, and religion. Rest in Peace & Power Mrs. Douglas Camp Johnson. You would've loved literally any song by Mitski.
4.3/5 stars — I had previously read a poem of georgia douglas johnson in another collection, and I KNEW I was going to have to read more from her at some point. I’m not a big poetry girlie, but I’m so glad I dove back into her work. I love that her poems vacillate between optimism and darker moods, and the themes she picks of womanhood, youth/memory, death, etc are all so beautifully portrayed. I definitely discovered a few new faves.
Writing: 4/5 Enjoyment of subject/ideas: 5/5 Aesthetic: 4/5 (not really a fair category for a classic poetry collection so I’m giving it 4 for pure vibes)