Poet Carolyn Rodgers Dies at 69

Carolyn Rodgers, a leading force in the Black Arts Movement of the 1960s and 70s has passed away.Carolyn Rodgers, a leading poet of the Black Arts Movement of the 1960s and 1970s whose work wove strands of feminism, black power, spirituality and writerly self-consciousness into a sometimes raging, sometimes ruminative search for identity, died on…

Carolyn Rodgers, a leading force in the Black Arts Movement of the 1960s and 70s has passed away.

Carolyn Rodgers, a leading poet of the Black Arts Movement of the 1960s and 1970s whose work wove strands of feminism, black power, spirituality and writerly self-consciousness into a sometimes raging, sometimes ruminative search for identity, died on April 2 in Chicago. She was 69.

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The cause was cancer, said her sister Nina R. Gordon.

A student of Gwendolyn Brooks and a contemporary of Nikki Giovanni, Ms. Rodgers first came to prominence with poems that were strident, militant and experimental β€” free-verse declarations of collective black anger and a black woman’s selfhood, written in street language replete with profanities and vernacular spellings.

The poems reflected the philosophy of the Black Arts Movement, begun in the mid-’60s by Amiri Baraka, Ms. Brooks and others as the aesthetic complement to the political black power movement. But from the beginning her work was infused with a sense of the poet as a unique individual with singular passions.

Dark-skinned and statuesque, Ms. Rodgers was a dynamic reader of her own poems and a commanding figure at the coffeehouse gatherings that fueled the Black Arts Movement in Chicago. She was also an influential theoretician who spoke and wrote about the black aesthetic in poetry.

β€œWhat made her important was her unique use of language and her descriptions of our community,” said Haki Madhubuti, a poet and the founder of Third World Press, which published two early books by Ms. Rodgers, β€œPaper Soul” and β€œSongs of a Blackbird.” β€œWhen she read, people would sit up and take notice. Men gravitated toward her like she was a Corvette.”

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