Gwendolyn Brooks

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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    Children, confine your lights in jellied rules;
    Resemble graves; be metaphysical mules;
    Learn Lord will not distort nor leave the fray.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    Hoping that, when the devil days of my hurt
    Drag out to their last dregs and I resume
    On such legs as are left me, in such heart
    As I can manage, remember to go home,
    My taste will not have turned insensitive
    To honey and bread old purity could love.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    If Mary came would Mary
    Forgive, as Mothers may,
    And sad and second Saviour
    Furnish us today?
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    Her fortune, too, lies there,
    Converted into cool hard steel
    And right red velvet lining;
    While over her tan impassivity
    Shot silk is shining.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    He wakes, unwinds, elaborately: a cat
    Tawny, reluctant, royal. He is fat
    And fine this morning. Definite. Reimbursed.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)