By Gwendolyn Bennett. Her life Born in Giddings, Texas July 8, 1902 Spent her early childhood in Wadsworth, Nevada on the Paiute Indian Reservation Kidnapped.

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By Gwendolyn Bennett

Her life Born in Giddings, Texas July 8, 1902 Spent her early childhood in Wadsworth, Nevada on the Paiute Indian Reservation Kidnapped by father and hid in the East Was awarded a scholarship to Sorbonne, Paris December,1924

Song I am weaving a song of waters, Shaken from firm, brown limbs, Or heads thrown back in irreverent mirth. My song has the ush sweetness Of moist, dark lips Where hymns keep company With old forgotten banjo songs. Abandon tells you That I sing the heart of race While sadness whispers That I am the cry of a soul.... A-shoutin' in de ole camp-meeting-place, A-strummin' o' de ole banjo. Singin' in de moonlight, Sobbin' in de dark. Singin', sobbin', strummin' slow... Singin' slow, sobbin' low. Strummin', strummin', strummin' slow... Words are bright bugles That make the shining for my song, And mothers hold down babies To dark, warm breasts To make my singing sad. A dancing girl with swaying hips Sets mad the queen in the harlot's eye. Praying slave Jazz-band after Breaking heart To the time of laughter... Clinking chains and minstrelsy Are wedged fast with melody. A praying slave With a jazz-band after... Singin' slow, sobbin' low. Sun-baked lips will kiss the earth. Throats of bronze will burst with mirth. Sing a little faster, Sing a little faster, Sing!

Paraphrase I am making a song of forgotten things about a people that is sweetly reminds you of the bittersweet moments and things may be bad now, but sing with me and things will get better.

Poetic Devices Metaphor While sadness whispers Words are bright bugles Alliteration Singin', sobbin', strummin' slow.. Repetition Sing a little faster, Sing a little faster, Imagery Sun-baked lips will kiss the earth. Throats of bronze will burst with mirth The Rhyme scheme is in prose so there is no meter.

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