Sep 7

Sep 7 The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois

Author: Honorée Fanonne Jeffers
Publisher: Harper
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Cover Description

The 2020 National Book Award–nominated poet makes her fiction debut with this magisterial epic — an intimate yet sweeping novel with all the luminescence and force of Homegoing; Sing, Unburied, Sing; and The Water Dancer — that chronicles the journey of one American family, from the centuries of the colonial slave trade through the Civil War to our own tumultuous era.

The great scholar, W. E. B. Du Bois, once wrote about the Problem of race in America, and what he called “Double Consciousness,” a sensitivity that every African American possesses in order to survive. Since childhood, Ailey Pearl Garfield has understood Du Bois’s words all too well. Bearing the names of two formidable Black Americans — the revered choreographer Alvin Ailey and her great grandmother Pearl, the descendant of enslaved Georgians and tenant farmers — Ailey carries Du Bois’s Problem on her shoulders.

Ailey is reared in the north in the City but spends summers in the small Georgia town of Chicasetta, where her mother’s family has lived since their ancestors arrived from Africa in bondage. From an early age, Ailey fights a battle for belonging that’s made all the more difficult by a hovering trauma, as well as the whispers of women — her mother, Belle, her sister, Lydia, and a maternal line reaching back two centuries — that urge Ailey to succeed in their stead.

To come to terms with her own identity, Ailey embarks on a journey through her family’s past, uncovering the shocking tales of generations of ancestors — Indigenous, Black, and white — in the deep South. In doing so Ailey must learn to embrace her full heritage, a legacy of oppression and resistance, bondage and independence, cruelty and resilience that is the story — and the song — of America itself.

TL;DR Review

The Love Songs of W.E.B. Du Bois is a true feat. This one feels like a new great American novel, sweeping and forceful. I loved all 800 pages, and I expect it to win many awards.

For you if: You like multigenerational family novels and/or historical fiction.

Full Review

“We are the earth, the land. The tongue that speaks and trips on the names of the dead as it dares to tell these stories of a woman’s line.”

Please allow me to add my voice to the throng of people who are insisting that you get a copy of this book and read it. It’s a sweeping, epic 800 pages honoring Black and Indigenous women throughout American history, and I believe those calling it the next great American novel are on the nose.

The main character of the novel is Ailey Pearl Garfield; it starts when she’s a young child and follows her until she’s in her mid-30s. But it’s about so much more — so many more — than just her. Throughout the novel, we get “song” chapters told in a collective ancestral voice. They tell the story of Ailey’s ancestors, starting with the Muscogee Creek people who originally lived on land that’s now Georgia, then enslaved people, then tenant farmers, to today. We also get sections dedicated to Ailey’s mother and sister. The breadth and depth of the novel is absolutely incredible, and I feel like I came to know all these people so intimately. The focus, throughout, is on the women; those who faced it all and endured.

It’s not always an easy read, nor would I expect it to be. There’s a lot of trauma — both generational and personal — and I encourage you to check trigger warnings. My heart broke for all of these characters; I encourage you to seek out reviews by Black and Indigenous readers for more on the impact and weight of the reading experience.

Could this book have been shorter? Well, probably, but I’m glad it wasn’t. I love books that dive so intimately into all of its characters that you feel you really know them. Even though it was 800 pages, I feel like it could have gone on forever. In fact, I caught myself musing about what would happen next after I’d already finished it, and had to remind myself there was no more!

Finally, I read large swaths of this one via audiobook, and the narration was beautifully done. While the prose is beautiful and transportive, it’s also strong and self-assured enough to translate all of its power when spoken aloud — in keeping with the style and talent of Black storytellers throughout history.

I encourage you to read this one — whether you make your way through it quickly or a bit at a time over a long time, it will be worth it.