Chris Navin

December 11, 2007

Wednesday Poem: We Real Cool, Gwendolyn Brooks

Filed under: Poetry — chr1 @ 9:46 pm

We Real Cool

The Pool Players.  Seven At The Golden Shovel.

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

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