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Kitchenette Building
(7 June 1917 – 3 December 2000 / Topeka, Kansas)

Kitchenette Building

Poem By Gwendolyn Brooks

We are things of dry hours and the involuntary plan,
Grayed in, and gray. "Dream" mate, a giddy sound, not strong
Like "rent", "feeding a wife", "satisfying a man".

But could a dream sent up through onion fumes
Its white and violet, fight with fried potatoes
And yesterday's garbage ripening in the hall,
Flutter, or sing an aria down these rooms,

Even if we were willing to let it in,
Had time to warm it, keep it very clean,
Anticipate a message, let it begin?

We wonder. But not well! not for a minute!
Since Number Five is out of the bathroom now,
We think of lukewarm water, hope to get in it.

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Even if we were willing to let it in, Had time to warm it, keep it very clean, Anticipate a message, let it begin? ......./// beautiful poetic expression
A very good poem. Thanks for sharing
But could a dream sent up through onion fumes Its white and violet, fight with fried potatoes And yesterday's garbage ripening in the hall, Flutter, or sing an aria down these room.. very fine poem of Gwendolyn
Lukewarm water! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
One of the best poems by Gwendolyn Brooks......


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