James weldon johnson s poem the white witch

Fleming "The White Witch" appears to be a fanciful supernatural ballad, in which a vampire-like witch threatens to lure away young men and kill them. Beneath the surface, however, it is clear that Johnson is treating black-white sexual relations, the complex of psychological ills that accompany the thought of miscegenation, and the very real physical danger to the black man who succumbs to the lures of white women. The white witch is described by one who speaks, perhaps from the grave, about his own temptation and fall.

James weldon johnson s poem the white witch

Fleming "The White Witch" appears to be a fanciful supernatural ballad, in which a vampire-like witch threatens to lure away young men and kill them. Beneath the surface, however, it is clear that Johnson is treating black-white sexual relations, the complex of psychological ills that accompany the thought of miscegenation, and the very real physical danger to the black man who succumbs to the lures of white women.

The white witch is described by one who speaks, perhaps from the grave, about his own temptation and fall. Although she appears young, "unnumbered centuries are hers"; her origins go back to the beginning of the universe.

The speaker then tells his brothers how he has been trapped by the witch.

James weldon johnson s poem the white witch

At first he enjoyed the kisses from her unnaturally red lips and the bondage of her white arms and the golden hair that entangled him. In anticipation of much later works such as Calvin C. She feels the old Antaean strength in you, the great dynamic beat Of primal passions, and she sees In you the last besieged retreat Of love relentless, lusty, fierce, Love pain-ecstatic, cruel-sweet, The poem ends with the repeated warning to the younger brothers not to be enticed by the witch.

Johnson operates with considerable subtlety in this poem.

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From James Weldon Johnson. Her lips are like carnations red, Her face like new-born lilies fair, Her eyes like ocean waters blue She moves with subtle grace and air And all about her head there floats The golden glory of her hair. His chromatic scheme suggests overlapping symbolic economies--the Aryan somatic ideal, revealed as the red, white, and blue of the American flag, with the "golden glory" of the national wealth thrown in for good measure.

The white witch, siren of false hopes, projection of internalized self-doubt, blocks the advance of the black male into American national subjecthood, while the treacherous black mother mortgages his refuge in the black world of the Jim Crow South.

In the end, both betray the black male to secure their own marginal positions in the white world. After Johnson, the presentation of the feminine in black male texts especially in prose and drama will typically employ this misogynistic interracial construct.

The question of embodiment during the northern migration takes a definitive turn from earlier formulations that assumed that white women would betray black lovers to lynch mobs rather than stiffer social death.

The literature of the early twentieth century recognizes the changed circumstances of interracial relations brought on by the northern urban experience. Johnson, in effect, sounds one of the earliest literary warnings against cultural appropriation--the exploitation of black cultural productivity as native American exotica.

Though Johnson often expressed a naive faith in the liberating potential of the coming vogue of primitivism, which because of his experiences on the New York and European theatrical scenes he predicted would become an important social force, in "The White Witch" he reveals a structural ambivalence that would resonate through the decades of fluctuating African American access to the American cultural capital of New York.

She feels the old Antaean strength In you, the great dynamic beat Of primal passions, and she sees In you the last besieged retreat Of love relentless, lusty, fierce, Love pain-ecstatic, cruel sweet. The witch parodies "Liberty" by sneering at the greatest of white-world social taboos, interracial sex.

In a sense, the homogenizing effect of American culture is a by-product of her assault on the racial margin, for as she goes from victim to victim, she consumes the "primal passions" of each black Antaeus, leaving each soul drained and pacified--forms empty of content.

Her victims, therefore, do not speak from the grave but remain trapped in a death-in-life paralysis of will: Like Antaeus, the black quester as primitive draws his strength directly from nature, in which, unlike the men of the industrialized North, the southern black has been firmly rooted."The White Witch" is reprinted from The Book of American Negro Poetry.

Ed. James Weldon Johnson.

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O younger brothers mine, beware! Look not upon her beauty bright; For in her glance there is a snare, And in her smile there is a blight. The great white witch rides out to-night. O, younger brothers mine, beware! Look not upon her beauty bright; For in her glance there is a snare, And in her smile there is a blight.

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