Gwendolyn Brooks
Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks (June 7, 1917 – December 3, 2000) was an African-American poet. She won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1950 and was appointed Poet Laureate of Illinois in 1968 and Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress in 1985.
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“Now bury your bird, the wind it bawled,
And bury him down and down
Who had to put his trust in one
So light-eyed and so brown....”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)
“And ever complex, ever taut, intense,
You hear man crying up to Any one
Be my reviver; be my influence,
My reinstated stimulus, my loyal....”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)
“Now who could take you off to tiny life
In one room or in two rooms or in three
And cork you smartly, like the flask of wine
You are? Not any woman. Not a wife.”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)
“Omega ran to witness him; beseeched;
Brought caution and carnality and cash.”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)
“There is a little lightning in his eyes.
Iron at the mouth.
His brows ride neither too far up nor down.”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)