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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    Nobody is saying that these people do not ultimately cease to be. And
    Sometimes their passings are even more painful than ours.
    It is just that so often they live till their hair is white.
    They make excellent corpses, among the expensive flowers. . . .
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    Carry hate
    In front of you and harmony behind.
    Be deaf to music and to beauty blind.
    Win war. Rise bloody, maybe not too late
    For having first to civilize a space
    Wherein to play your violin with grace.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    New pioneer of days and ways, be gone.
    Hunt out your own or make your own alone.
    Go down the street.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    Shows the old personal art, the look. Shows what
    It showed at baseball. What it showed in school.
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)

    ‘... With melted opals for my milk,
    Pearl-leaf for my cracker.’
    Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917)