Elizabeth Smith is a splendid example of the way that learning could provide a challenge and an outlet to women whose daily lives were by modern standards terribly cramped … She is also an example of the women’s tradition: though she died before she was thirty, she was remembered for years, with admiration, by other women who were trying to think or write. She shows too, less pleasingly, how reactionary cultural forces would join ranks against a woman stepping out of line, even when she did so in her mind rather than her behaviour.
Tag: poetry
Are Women People?
Women (With rather insincere apologies to Mr. Rudyard Kipling.) I went to ask my government if they would set me free, They gave a pardoned crook a vote, but hadn’t one for me; The men about me laughed and frowned…
Black History Month: What is Black?
What is Black? Searching for that word within the Cultural Formation tag in the Orlando digital history of women’s writing brings up, of course, a number of writers with unmixed African descent: from Phillis Wheatley and Mary Prince through Zora…
Employment of Time
To make a good use of time, each minute must be well spent. It is well said, by a celebrated author, that many persons lose two or three hours every day for the want of employing odd minutes. A certain…
Una Marson 1905-65
In a small, sparsely furnished office in Kingston in the spring of 1928 Jamaica’s feisty first woman editor-publisher Una Marson proudly proclaimed, ‘This is the age of woman: what man has done women may do’. Born in 1905 in the…
WELCOME TO THE NEW YEAR
Welcome, New Year! though we are growing old, And life looks sadder than it seemed of yore, And Winter’s fleecy robe with ermined fold Doth bear a blemish unperceived before, And falling storms, grateful to boyhood’s ears, Bring up stern…
Black History Month: Phillis Wheatley
On 18 October 1770 there appeared at Boston, Massachusetts, an advertisement for a broadside entitled An Elegiac Poem, On the Death of . . . George Whitefield. Whitefield was a charismatic evangelical preacher from England, who had died near Boston…
Why don’t the girls propose?
The men are shy- the ladies cry Their minds they won’t disclose; If it be so, I’d like to know Why don’t the girls propose? At splendid balls, in dazzling halls amid a host o beaux, with speaking eye…