While in exile in France Léopold Sédar Senghor wrote a beautiful poem called Black Woman. This poem revolves around Senghor love, definition and praise of a natural black woman. In Senghor’s life and poetry women are viewed in a higher status, are held in high esteem and regard. Senghor poem is more than an individual black African woman, she is an antecedent of his race and thus a symbol of the African race. He takes pride in his race and in this poem especially Senghor completely showed his love and respect for the black woman. Senghor uses an accumulation of metaphors to show his love for African women, and how African black women by portraying them as being beautiful, comforting and emphasis on the black woman’s physical beauty.
Senghor lay emphasis on the color of a natural black woman is life itself, he worships the naked black woman that is beautiful without clothes because she is lovely in the way God made her to be. In this poem, “Black Woman”, Léopold Sédar Senghor emphasizes the naked black woman to be beautiful in her own form: “dressed in your color which is life, / in your form which is beauty!” (L.2) .Senghor usually talks about his native land which refers to a woman, a woman who is both the wife and the mother and she is the promise land, he describes women as the “promise land” because he believes women hold ultimate happiness. In this poem “Black Woman”, Léopold Sédar Senghor refers to his homeland in terms of a woman: “from the crest of a charred hilltop I discover you, / Promised Land and your beauty strikes my heart like an eagle’s lighting flash.” (L.5-6)
African black women are a comfort to men; they satisfy the urge of men and pleasure them to gain their love because she is seen as a lover. Senghor describes her flesh to be a ripened fruit that is filled with happiness then he compares her to the savanna that trembles beneath the caress of the east wind. In this poem “Black Woman”, Léopold Sédar Senghor describes women as a comforter that utilizes and grows strong from her: “ripe fruit with firm flesh, dark raptures of black wine”...