✨✍🏾Today’s Poet, Margaret Danner✍🏾✨

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Margaret Danner

1915–1984

Poet and editor Margaret Esse Danner grew up in Chicago and was educated at Loyola University, Roosevelt College, Northwestern University, and YMCA College. She was the first African American assistant editor at Poetry magazine, during Henry Rago’s tenure as editor. As a member of the South Side Community Art Center, she met with a group of writers that included Margaret Goss Burroughs and Gwendolyn Brooks. Danner also corresponded frequently with the poet Langston Hughes.

 

Her poetry often engages African artwork and culture. Her collections of poetry include Impressions of African Art Forms (1960), To Flower (1963), Nor Light, Nor Bright, Nor Feathery (1968), and The Down of a Thistle: Selected Poems, Prose Poems, and Songs (1976) as well as the collaboration Poem Counterpoem (1966) with Dudley Randall. Her work was included in Langston Hughes’s anthology New Negro Poets (1963) and in the audio recording Poets of the Revolution (1970), also with Langston Hughes.

 

Danner served as poet-in-residence at Wayne State University and LeMoyne Owen College and received the John Hay Whitney Fellowship, the Harriett Tubman Award, the Poets in Concert Award, and the African Studies Association Award. Danner joined the Baha’i faith in the 1960s. She died in Chicago in 1984, and the University of Chicago holds a selection of her papers.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/margaret-danner

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✨✍🏾***MY PEOPLE…*** Who Told You That You Didn’t Matter?~By, Maxwanette A Poetess✍🏾✨#FebruaryIsBlackHistoryMonth

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***MY PEOPLE…***

Who Told You That You Didn’t Matter?

Who told you that you didn’t matter?

When did someone take away the radiance of your shine?

Do you even recall giving it away?

 

 

What was going on,

When your heart forgot, the right ways…

in which to beat?

 

 

How do you wear that mask so well?

That it hides the realness…of YOU,

Yet never covers your Soul, as you lose the connection to your spirit.

 

 

Where is that deceiver,

That fooled you into becoming a believer,

That you are less than who you are or created to be???

 

 

How pathetic they look,

As they try to break you.

Unable to fathom, nor destroy, the energy of your being.

 

 

The “Powers That Be”,

Grudging your destiny, constantly envious of your energy.

Road-Blocking you, as you create ways, to do what you do.

 

 

They manipulate, delegate and try to separate,

You from the divinity within self.

Careful! This is deeper than you think…But yet we all know.

 

 

Being whirled around, like a topless gig,

Never allowing you to cease.

For if you did, apparent would be the undercurrents

of their decisive intentions to annihilate your very spirit!

 

 

Whoever told you that you didn’t matter,

Is already less than, subhuman, that would never overstand,

You may distract destiny, but stopping it is futile.

 

 

Come now, take my hand

Rise-up, Stand-up, Walk proud.

Know who you are, as you own your own brand.

 

 

Stop giving the negativity, the remote to your life.

Who told you that you didn’t matter?

Lol! “Baby? Don’t believe the hype!”

©Maxwanette A Poetess