Friday, May 11, 2012

THE BANJO PLAYER by: Fenton Johnson


THE BANJO PLAYER

by: Fenton Johnson (1888-1958)

HERE is music in me, the music of a peasant people.  I wander through the levee, picking my banjo and singing my songs of the cabin and the field. At the Last Chance Saloon I am as welcome as the violets in March; there is always food and drink for me there, and the dimes of those who love honest music. Behind the railroad tracks the little children clap their hands and love me as they love Kris Kringle.

But I fear that I am a failure. Last night a woman called me a troubadour. What is a troubadour?

[from The Book of American Negro Poetry. Ed. James Weldon Johnson. New York: Harcourt, Brace and Co., 1922.]

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