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They Sing Hymns

In the style of Gwendolyn Brooks

The Five People in Pew #1

They sing hymns. They

still sins.

He prays loud. They

Too proud. He… 19 more words

– Gwendolyn Brooks, excerpt from The Anniad_


#tbt: a song in the front yard by Gwendolyn Brooks

a song in the front yard

I’ve stayed in the front yard all my life.

I want a peek at the back

Where it’s rough and untended and hungry weed grows. 172 more words


The Preacher Ruminates Behind the Sermon, by Gwendolyn Brooks

I first read this poem in one of my favorite anthologies and it immediately became one of my favorite poems. I don’t know if it’s one of Brooks’s minor poems, but she was on a number of my course syllabi in college and this one was never assigned.  139 more words


Black Lives Matter to Black Poets--and to the rest of us as well

The coinciding of the anniversary (the golden one, though it feels strange to call it that) of the March in Selma, Alabama with yet another news report beginning, “A white police officer shot an unarmed African American male” prompted considerable comment over the past week, and a renewal of the protests that “Black Lives Matter.” It’s an important rallying cry, but not a new one—at least not ideologically. 974 more words

Children's Literature

“Very early in life I became fascinated
with the wonders language can achieve.
And I began playing with words.”
Gwendolyn Brooks