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''They had never had one in the house before.
The strangeness of it all. Like unleashing
A lion, really. Poised
To pounce. A puma. A panther. A black
Bear.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "Bronzeville Woman in a Red Hat."
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''The lariat lynch-wish I deplored./The loveliest lynchee was our Lord.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), African American poet and fiction writer. "The Chicago Defender Sends a Man to Little Rock," lines 59-60 (1957).
The C...
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''It is brave to be involved,
To be not fearful to be unresolved.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "Do not be afraid of no."
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''The little lifting helplessness, the queer
Whimper-whine; whose unridiculous
Lost softness softly makes a trap for us.
And makes a curse.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The children of the poor," 1.
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''To say yes is to die
A lot or a little. The dead wear capably their wry
Enameled emblems. They smell.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "Do not be afraid of no."
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''What shall I give my children? who are poor,
Who are adjudged the leastwise of the land,
Who are my sweetest lepers....''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The Children of the Poor," 2.
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''With the narcotic milk of peace for men
Who find Thy beautiful center ...''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "Firstly inclined to take what it is told."
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''And plenitude of plan shall not suffice
Nor grief nor love shall be enough alone
To ratify my little halves who bear
Across an autumn freezing everywhere.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The children of the poor," 2.
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''For youth is a frail thing, not unafraid.
Firstly inclined to take what it is told.
Firstly inclined to lean. Greedy to give
Faith tidy and total. To a total God.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "Firstly inclined to take what it is told."
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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.''
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Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The children of the poor," 3.
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