Gwendolyn Brooks quotes

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Let it be stairways, and a splintery box
Where you have thrown me, scraped me with your kiss,
People are coming. They must not catch us here
Definitionless in this strict atmosphere.
My wife never quite forgets to put flowers in vases,
Bizarre prints in the most unusual places,
I've roses to guard
In the architectural prettiness of my yard.
Although I've risen! and my back is bold.
My tongue is brainy, choosing from among
Beware the/easy griefs, that fool and fuel nothing./It is too easy to cry "AFRIKA!"/and shock thy street,/and purse thy mouth,/and ...
If Mary came would Mary
Forgive, as Mothers may,
And sad and second Saviour
Furnish us today?
We want nights
Of vague adventure, lips lax wet and warm,
Bees in the stomach, sweat across the brow. Now.
Some day the war will end, but, oh, I knew
When he went walking grandly out that door
Oh mother, mother, where is happiness?
They took my lover's tallness off to war.
Left me lamenting.
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