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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Famous quotes by gwendolyn brooks:
“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)
“Is light enough when this bewilderment crying against the dark shuts down the shades?
Dilute confusion. Find and explode our mist.”
—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)
“He zigzagged.
He was a knotted hiss.
He was an insane hash
Of rebellious small strengths”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)
“‘Men there were and men there be
But never men so many
Chief enough to marry me,’
Thought the proud late Annie.”
—Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)