More from Gwendolyn Brooks

  1. I hold my honey and I store my bread In little jars and cabinets of my will. I label clearly, and each latch and lid I bid, Be firm till I …
  2. consider the big fists breaking your little bones, or consider the vague bureaucrats stumbling, fumbling through Paper.
  3. And all the little people Will stare at me and say, 'That is the Crazy Woman Who would not sing in May.'
  4. Is earnest enough, may earnest attract or lead to light; Is light enough, if hands in clumsy frenzy, flimsy whimsically, enlist; Is light e…
  5. I shall not sing a May song. A May song should be gay. I'll wait until November And sing a song of gray.
  6. 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…
  7. 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 mu…
  8. Truth-tellers are not always palatable. There is a preference for candy bars.

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