Harry Seymour

Defiant Alliance

As another black history month comes to an end, I think about what it has meant, and will continue to mean moving forward.

As another black history month comes to an end, I think about what it has meant, and will continue to mean moving forward. Its very existence is the embodiment of a nation’s racial wound unable to heal. I wish its glorious celebration of African American heroism were only a supportive role in a celebration of a nation no longer in need of healing. In my new painting, Defiant Alliance, I imagine as metaphor an alliance in a struggle for equality. In the complimentary poem I present two seemingly opposing views; one, White Only, suggesting a hopelessness about fighting racism, and another, Colored Only, wherein there is optimism from change of the past 400 years, born of persistent defiance by black Americans, but also from a necessary alliance with whites.

“White only”

A 400-year birthright

For simply being White

Yesterday’s overt

Is today’s covert

Amorphous aberration

Can’t see, touch or feel

Often thought not real

Everywhere but nowhere

This progeny of privilege

Fueling a caste system

Corrosive in its disparity

So systemically ingrained

Hopes for a change

No more than aspirational

When self-interests

Won’t be sacrificed

At the altar

Of the golden rule

“Do unto to others….”

But yield rather

To human nature’s rule

When even Don Quixote

Knows a “fool’s errand”

Is in a windmill’s whirlwind

Of “White privilege.”

“Colored only”

An artifact of history

Freedom’s thirst

Still not quenched

In air not free

From screams we hear

“I can’t breathe”

Ringing in the ear

An endless song of hope

In a yin/yang metaphor

No light without dark

No right without wrong

No evil of racism without

Good in those who oppose

Born of optimism

From a half empty glass

That is in fact half full

Of anti-racists who unite

Black, Brown and White

As history has shown

A struggle shared is owned

By all the abolitionists

Who insist to resist

With courage and sacrifice

That which is essential

Defiant alliance.

Comments

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Fri, 02/26/2021 - 12:10

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Gloria Clark DC

Worthy of broad distribution. Hoping people of all colors will embrace the
Goal of erasing racism.

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Fri, 02/26/2021 - 13:23

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flash wiley Chestnut Hill, Boston and West Tisbury Martha's Vineyard

Harry is artistic, a scholar, and a philosopher; and in all endeavors, he is a profound thinker!

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Fri, 02/26/2021 - 16:36

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Bennie Wiley Chestnut Hill/West Tisbury, MA

Absolutely brilliant - both the visual and the poem!

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Fri, 02/26/2021 - 22:41

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Gil Williams Lincoln MA - Oak Bluffs MA

The battle continues. It will not stop . . . It cannot stop. Thank brother for painting the picture of life as it is now.

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sat, 02/27/2021 - 09:22

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Don Chilmark

Thanks, Harry, beautifully done as always. i've been reading a lot of Baldwin, Douglass, De Bois, Morrison recently, and am increasingly aware of how much of the responsibility for change lies with those of us who have benefitted from white privilege and not understood its terrible impacts on all of us. I am encouraged by talking with today's 30-somethings and seeing how much more holistically they see things, and with how committed they are to systemic change.

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sat, 02/27/2021 - 09:44

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Jeffrey Cassis Boston/West Tisbury

Wonderful illustration depicting a generation of hope and optimism. The contrasting poems illustrate our continuous challenges with a deep understanding of our current reality.

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sat, 02/27/2021 - 10:14

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tom Roeper Amherst

beautiful combination of words and images---brings back memories--of traveling from Detroit to Jackson in 1965 to work in the Civil Rights movement, When I got to Memphis the waiting rooms were divided between black and white. The black one was full and the white one empty, I went and sat in the black one anyway--my first act of resistance to segregation in the South. A policeman looked at me, but did nothing, although I broke Tennessee law, segregation in
bus stations had been outlawed---still took place despite the law. MUch like current systemic racism.

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sat, 02/27/2021 - 23:01

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Beryl Bethesda, MD

Awesome.
The struggle continues!!!

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Rita Edg

I like that this art stimulates thinking & Invites conversation. I bet several people experience this & think, I want to bring this up at dinner with friends.

I don’t really “get it,” but that’s ok.

Perhaps after I put it down for a few days, then look & read with fresh eyes, something will speak to me.

I like what was said in the article, but I don’t sense that in the painting or the poem. I think I’ll find someone to discuss this with :-)

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