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"Fire!!" -- Prefatory Materials by Wallace Thurman and others
12023-05-26T08:47:34-04:00Amardeep Singhc185e79df2fca428277052b90841c4aba30044e12131plain2023-05-26T08:47:34-04:00Amardeep Singhc185e79df2fca428277052b90841c4aba30044e1Prefactory materials to the "Fire!!" anthology, with Wallace Thurman's "Fire Burns" commentary.
FIRE !! DEVOTED TO YOUNGER NEGRO ARTISTS
FIRE ... flaming, burning, searing, and penetrating far beneath the superficial items of the flesh to boil the sluggish blood.
FIRE ... a cry of conquest in the night, warning those who sleep and revitalizing those who linger in the quiet places dozing.
FIRE .... melting steel and iron bars, poking livid tongues be tween stone apertures and burning wooden opposition with a cackling chuckle of contempt.
FIRE ... weaving vivid, hot designs upon an ebon bordered loom and satisfying pagan thirst for beauty unadorned the flesh is sweet and real the soul an inward flush of fire. Beauty? flesh on fire on fire in the furnace of life blazing.
"Fy-ah , Fy-ah, Lawd, Fy-ah gonna burn ma soul!”
A Quarterly Devoted to the Younger Negro Artists Wishes to Thank the Following Persons Who Acted as Patrons For the First Issue
MAURINE Boie, Minneapolis, Minn. Nellie R. BRIGHT, Philadelphia, Pa.
ARTHUR HUFF FAUSET, Philadelphia, Pa. DOROTHY HUNT Harris, New York City ARTHUR P. Moor, Harrisburg, Pa. DOROTHY R. PETERSON, Brooklyn, N. Y. MR. AND Mrs. JOHN PETERSON , New York City E. B. TAYLOR, Baltimore, Md . CARL VAN VECHTEN, New York City
Being a non-commercial product interested only in the arts, it is necessary that we make some appeal for aid from interested friends. For the second issue of FIRE we would appreciate having fifty people subscribe ten dollars each, and fifty more to subscribe five dollars each.
We make no eloquent or rhetorical plea. FIRE speaks for itself.
Gratefully, THE BOARD OF EDITORS.
A Quarterly Devoted to the Younger Negro Artists
Premier Issue Edited by WALLACE THURMAN
In Association With
Langston Hughes Zora Neale Hurston Gwendolyn Bennett Aaron Douglas John Davis Richard Bruce
Fire Burns A Department of Comment [Wallace Thurman]
Some time ago, while reviewing Carl Van Vechten's lava laned N----- Heaven I made the prophecy that Harlem Negroes, once their aversion to the "n------" in the title was forgotten, would erect a statue on the corner of 135th Street and Seventh Avenue, and dedicate it to this ultra-sophisticated Iowa New Yorker.
So far my prophecy has failed to pan out, and superficially it seems as if it never will, for instead of being enshrined for his pseudo-sophisticated, semi-serious, semi-ludicrous effustion about Harlem, Mr. Van Vechten is about to be lynched, at least in effigy. . . .
Group criticism of current writings, morals, life, politics, or religion is always ridiculous, but what could be more ridiculous than the wholesale condemnation of a book which only one-tenth of the condemnators have or will read. And even if the book was as vile, as degrading, as defamatory to the character of the Harlem Negro as the Harlem Negro now declares, his criticisms would not be considered valid by an intelligent person as long as the critic had had no reading contact with the book.
The objectors to N------ Heaven claim that the author came to Harlem, ingratiated himself with Harlem folk, and then with a supercilious grin and a salacious smirk, lolled at his desk downtown and dashed off a pornographic document about uptown in which all of the Negro characters are pictured as being debased, lecherous creatures not at all characteristic or true to type, and that, moreover, the author provokes the impression that all of Harlem's inhabitants are cabaret hounds and thirsty neurotics. He did not tell, say his critics, of our well bred, well behaved church-going majorities, nor of our night schools filled with eager elders, nor of our brilliant college youth being trained in the approved contemporary manner, nor of our quiet, home loving thousands who hardly know what the word cabaret connotes. He told only of the lurid nightlife and of uninhibited sybarites. Therefore, since he has done these things and neglected to do these others the white people who read the book will believe that all Harlem Negroes are like the Byrons, the Lascas, the Pettijohns, the Rubys, the Creepers, the Bonifaces, and the other lewd hussies and whoremongers in the book.
It is obvious that these excited folk do not realize that any white person who would believe such poppy-cock probably believes it anyway, without any additional aid from Mr. Van Vechten, and should such a person read a tale anent our non-cabareting, church-going Negroes, presented in all their virtue and glory and with their human traits, their human hypocrisy and their human perversities glossed over, written, say, by Jessie Fauset, said person would laugh derisively and allege that Miss Fauset had not told the truth, the same as Harlem
Negroes are alleging that Carl Van Vechten has not told the truth. It really makes no difference to the race's welfare what such ignoramuses think, and it would seem that any author preparing to write about Negroes in Harlem or anywhere else (for I hear that DuBose Heyward has been roundly denounced by Charlestonian Negroes for his beautiful Porgy) should take whatever phases of their life that seem the most interesting to him, and develop them as he pleases. Why Negroes imagine that any writer is going to write what Negroes think he ought to write about them is too ridiculous to merit consideration. It would seem that they would shy away from being pigeon-holed, so long have they been the rather lamentable victims of such a typically American practice, yet Negroes would have all Negroes appearing in contemporary literature made as ridiculous and as false to type as the older school of pseudo-humorous, sentimental white writers made their Uncle Toms, their Topsys, and their Mammies, or as the Octavius Roy Cohen school now make their more modern "cullud" folk.
Wallace THURMAN .
This facsimile edition of FIRE !! consists of fourteen hundred copies, of which one hundred twenty have been numbered and signed by Richard Bruce Nugent