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Know MoreFor Charles Dickens, London was never a neutral backdrop. It breathed, muttered, accused, and occasionally embraced. Streets sulked under fog, alleyways whispered secrets, and grand avenues paraded wealth with theatrical arrogance. To read Dickens is to walk a city that is always watching its inhabitants, shaping their fates as surely as any human antagonist or ally. London, in his novels, does not simply host the story—it is the story. Dickens wrote at a moment when London was swelling into a modern metropolis, chaotic and unequal in equal measure. Factories, railways, slums, courts, and counting houses coexisted in uneasy proximity. His genius lay in transforming this sprawl into something intimate and legible: a city with moods, morals, and memory. Also read: Intimidated by James Joyce? Here’s What You Need to Know Before Reading Him
Let’s be honest: owning James Joyce’s classics and actually reading James Joyce are two very different things. Somewhere in the world right now, copies of his classics—most likely Ulysses —are sitting stranded, looking decorative, intellectual, and completely untouched, like a literary dumbbell we swear we’re going to lift someday.
Black History Month invites us to do more than remember—it asks us to read closely . To sit with stories that carry the weight of erased histories, fractured identities, and enduring resistance. Classic Black literature does not simply document the past; it interrogates it, mourns it, and reshapes it through language. These books span continents, centuries, and forms—novels, memoirs, speeches, and essays—but together they create a powerful literary archive of Black life, struggle, and imagination. Also read: Why Things Fall Apart Still Matters: Chinua Achebe’s Timeless Reflection on Identity and Power