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Young, and so thin, and so straight. So straight! as if nothing could ever bend her....
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To say yes is to die A lot or a little. The dead wear capably their wry Enameled emblems. They smell.
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This morning men deliver wounds and death. They will deliver death and wounds tomorrow. And I doubt all. You. Or a violet.
By Gwendolyn Brooks
Think of thaumaturgic lass Looking in her looking-glass At the unembroidered brown....
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She kisses her killed boy. And she is sorry. Chaos in windy grays through a red prairie.
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She went in there to muse on being rid Of relative beneath the coffin lid. No one was by. She stuck her tongue out; slid.
By Gwendolyn Brooks
Prepare to meet (sisters, brothers) the brash and terrible weather; the pains; the bruising; the collapse of bestials, idols.
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Nobody is saying that these people do not ultimately cease to be. And Sometimes their passings are even more painful than ours....
By Gwendolyn Brooks
Now who could take you off to tiny life In one room or in two rooms or in three...
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Maud went to college. Sadie stayed at home. Sadie scraped life With a fine-tooth comb.
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In Little Rock the people bear Babes, and comb and part their hair And watch the want ads, put repair To roof and latch.
By Gwendolyn Brooks
I swear to keep the dead upon my mind,/Disdain for all time to be overglad./Among spring flowers, under summer trees./By chilling autumn water...
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He was born in Alabama. He was bred in Illinois. He was nothing but a Plain black boy.
By Gwendolyn Brooks
He who was Goodness, Gentleness, And Dignity is free, Translates to public Love Old private charity.
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Hoping that, when the devil days of my hurt Drag out to their last dregs and I resume...
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Forgotten and stinking they stick in the can. And the vase breath's better and all, and all....
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God's Son went home. Among us it is whispered He cried the tears of men. Feeling, in fact, We have no need of peace.
By Gwendolyn Brooks