“My Poem is life, and not finished. It shall never be finished. My Poem is life, and can grow.” — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
Life must be aromatic. There must be scent, somehow there must be some. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
I don't like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
“Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical disguise.” — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
We don't ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share Image
Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
I've always thought of myself as a reporter. When people ask why I don't stop writing, I say, 'Look at what's happening in this… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
She was afraid to suggest to him that to most people, nothing "happens." That most people merely live from day to day until they… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
A writer should get as much education as possible, but just going to school is not enough; if it were, all owners of doctorates… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
Reading is important - read between the lines. Don't swallow everything. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
The forties and fifties were years of high poet-incense; the language-flowers were thickly sweet. Those flowers whined and begged white folks to pick them,… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
It frightens me to realize that, if I had died before the age of fifty, I would have died a 'Negro' fraction. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
One reason cats are happier than people is that they have no newspapers. — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
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,… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
And if sun comes / How shall we greet him? / Shall we not dread him, / Shall we not fear him / After… — Gwendolyn Brooks Copy Share
