Tag Archives: Gwendolyn Brooks

Dec. 7 & Watching One’s Son Go to War

Today being Pearl Harbor Day, I share a Gwendolyn Brooks poem about a mother who loses her son to the war.

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Words That Burn the Center of the Sun

In her poem about Martin Luther King, Gwendolyn Brooks opposes the volcanic fire of hate against the sun’s fire of transcendent justice.

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Poetry Helps Balance Realism & Hope

Poetry not only calls out society’s ills but offers us hope.

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Black Poetry–Next on the Right’s List?

Many iconic African American poems could discomfit certain white audiences. Will the right target those as well as black history?

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His Word Still Burns the Center of the Sun

I recall the day I heard Martin Luther King speak and share a Gwendolyn Brooks poem.

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Read Poetry To Keep Hope Alive

Literature that just shows us the grim truth of reality without the possibility of hope calls into question the whole enterprise. Much great literature frames reality in such a way that we can see new possibilities for ourselves.

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