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Books are meat and medicine and flame and flight and flower steel, stitch, cloud and clout, and drumbeats on the air.
Gwendolyn Brooks
He is not there but You know you are tasting together The winter, or a light spring weather. His hand to take your hand is overmuch. Too much too bear.
Gwendolyn Brooks
Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers, the self-soilers, the harmony-hushers, "even if you are not ready for day it cannot always be night." You will be right.
Gwendolyn Brooks
I think there are things for all of us to do as long as we're here and we're healthy.
Gwendolyn Brooks
I felt that I had to write. Even if I had never been published, I knew that I would go on writing, enjoying it and experiencing the challenge.
Gwendolyn Brooks
No man can give me any word but Wait.
Gwendolyn Brooks
That is the Crazy Woman Who would not sing in May.
Gwendolyn Brooks
A poem doesn't do everything for you. You are supposed to go on with your thinking.
Gwendolyn Brooks
Wherever life can grow, it will. It will sprout out, and do the best it can.
Gwendolyn Brooks
You don't get all your questions answered in this world.
Gwendolyn Brooks
Our earth is round, and, among other things That means that you and I can hold completely different Points of view and both be right. The difference of our positions will show Stars in your window I cannot even imagine.
Gwendolyn Brooks
We are each other's magnitude and bond.
Gwendolyn Brooks
What I'm fighting for now in my work... for an expression relevant to all manner of blacks, poems I could take into a tavern, into the street, into the halls of a housing project.
Gwendolyn Brooks
I pass you my Poem. A poem doesn't do everything for you. You are supposed to go on with your thinking. You are supposed to enrich the other person's poem with your extensions, your uniquely personal understandings, thus making the poem serve you.
Gwendolyn Brooks
I pass you my Poem! - to tell you we are all vulnerable - the midget, the Mighty, the richest, the poor. Men, women, children, and trees. I am vulnerable.
Gwendolyn Brooks
He ran like a mad thing into the night And the words in his mouth were stinking. By the time he had hurt his first white man He was no longer thinking. By the time he had hurt his fourth white man Rudolph Reed was dead. His neighbors gathered and kicked his corpse. "Nigger-" his neighbors said.
Gwendolyn Brooks
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