Harlem Renaissance by Jacinda Godown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu first one en-us 2018-07-02 19:27:40 UTC 2023-02-04 13:41:07 UTC hello@padlet.com jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269188469 Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow. 
-Langston Hughes ]]> 2018-07-02 19:38:18 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269188469 Billie Holiday jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269189958 She's a musician
One of the first racism protest songs to be recorded in popular music, 1939’s “Strange Fruit” is based off a poem written by Abel Meeropol.]]> 2018-07-02 20:03:20 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269189958 jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269190759 2018-07-02 20:14:37 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269190759 jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269190781 Enjoying the Jazz]]> 2018-07-02 20:14:59 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269190781 jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269190803 A quote from Langston Hughes ]]> 2018-07-02 20:15:22 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269190803 jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269191170 Pictures during the riot ]]> 2018-07-02 20:21:21 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269191170 jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269191188 Harlem during the hardships of the riot ]]> 2018-07-02 20:21:48 UTC https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269191188 Strange Fruit- Billie Holiday jacindagodown https://padlet.com/jacindagodown/clhjc2askfuu/wish/269191722 Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop
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