Poet of the Month - Gwendolyn Brooks - Inspirational Shorts - Episode 220

Posted on the 17 May 2020 by Realityarts @realityarts
Welcome to the third week of poetry by Gwendolyn Brooks as part of Inspirational shorts Episode 220 on the podcast. 

The word today is Personal



of De Witt Williams on his way to Lincoln Cemetery

BY GWENDOLYN BROOKSHe was born in Alabama.He was bred in Illinois.He was nothing but aPlain black boy.

Swing low swing low sweet sweet chariot.Nothing but a plain black boy.Drive him past the Pool Hall.Drive him past the Show.Blind within his casket,But maybe he will know.Down through Forty-seventh Street:Underneath the L,And Northwest Corner, Prairie,That he loved so well.Don’t forget the Dance Halls—Warwick and Savoy,Where he picked his women, whereHe drank his liquid joy.Born in Alabama.Bred in Illinois.He was nothing but aPlain black boy.Swing low swing low sweet sweet chariot.Nothing but a plain black boy.Check out some of Gwendolyn's Books on Amazon


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