Gwendolyn Brooks Quotes

What a hot theopathy Roisters through her, gnaws the walls....
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The Anniad."
(0) (0)
Whether to dry In humming pallor or to leap and die.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "A Sunset of the City."
(0) (0)
Hence from scenic bacchanal, Preshrunk and droll prodigal! Smallness that you had to spend, Spent. Wench, whiskey and tail-end Of your overseas disease Rot and rout you by degrees.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The Anniad."
(0) (0)
I am cold in this cold house this house Whose washed echoes are tremulous down lost halls. I am a woman, and dusty, standing among new affairs. I am a woman who hurries through her prayers.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "A Sunset of the City."
(0) (0)
Then to know The hunched hells across the sea.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The Anniad."
(0) (0)
Already I am no longer looked at with lechery or love. My daughters and sons have put me away with marbles and dolls, Are gone from the house. My husband and lovers are pleasant or somewhat polite And night is night.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "A Sunset of the City."
(0) (0)
Shut your rhetorics in a box; Pack compunction and go home. Skeleton, settle, down in bed.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The Anniad."
(0) (0)
Omega ran to witness him; beseeched; Brought caution and carnality and cash.
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "A surrealist and Omega."
(0) (0)
Think of thaumaturgic lass Looking in her looking-glass At the unembroidered brown....
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "The Anniad."
(0) (0)
He zigzagged. He was a knotted hiss. He was an insane hash Of rebellious small strengths
Gwendolyn Brooks (b. 1917), U.S. poet. "A surrealist and Omega."
(0) (0)