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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“With the narcotic milk of peace for men
Who find Thy beautiful center ...”
—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)
“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)
“We say ourselves fortunate to be driving by today.
That we may look at them, in their gardens where
The summer ripeness rots. But not raggedly.
Even the leaves fall down in lovelier patterns here.”
—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)