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Gertz Reads Black History Poetry of Gwendolyn Brooks Lucille Clifton Nikki Giovanni Alice Walker

Gertz Reads Black History Poetry of Gwendolyn Brooks Lucille Clifton Nikki Giovanni Alice Walker. Gwendolyn Brooks (1917-2000).

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Gertz Reads Black History Poetry of Gwendolyn Brooks Lucille Clifton Nikki Giovanni Alice Walker

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  1. Gertz Reads Black HistoryPoetry ofGwendolyn BrooksLucille CliftonNikki GiovanniAlice Walker

  2. Gwendolyn Brooks (1917-2000)

  3. my dreams, my works, must wait till after hellby  Gwendolyn  Brooks I hold my honey and I store my bread   In little jars and cabinets of my will.   I label clearly, and each latch and lid   I bid, Be firm till I return from hell.   I am very hungry. I am incomplete. And none can tell when I may dine again.   

  4. No man can give me any word but Wait,   The puny light. I keep eyes pointed in;   Hoping that, when the devil days of my hurt   Drag out to their last dregs and I resume   On such legs as are left me, in such heart   As I can manage, remember to go home, My taste will not have turned insensitive   To honey and bread old purity could love.

  5. QUESTIONSWhat could “honey” and “bread” symbolize in the poem?Why does the narrator have to wait?What do you think the author mean by “hell”?

  6. Alice Walker (1944-)

  7. Before you knew you owned it by Alice WalkerExpect nothing. Live frugallyOn surprise.become a strangerTo need of pityOr, if compassion be freelyGiven outTake only enoughStop short of urge to pleadThen purge away the need. frugally: being careful with money- not spending a lot. purge: clear away, get rid of

  8. Wish for nothing largerThan your own small heartOr greater than a star;Tame wild disappointmentWith caress unmoved and coldMake of it a parkaFor your soul.parka: hooded jacket

  9. Discover the reason whySo tiny human midgetExists at allSo scared unwiseBut expect nothing. Live frugallyOn surprise.

  10. Questions1. What do you think it means to “live frugally on surprise” ?2. What other advice about life does the narrator give the reader?

  11. Nikki Giovanni (1943- )

  12. All I Gotta Doall i gotta do is sit and wait sit and wait and it's gonna find me all i gotta do is sit and wait if i can learn how

  13. what i need to do is sit and wait cause i'm a woman sit and wait what i gotta do is sit and wait cause i'm a woman it'll find me

  14. you get yours and i'll get mine if i learn to sit and wait you got yours i want mine and i'm gonna get it cause i gotta get it cause i need to get it if i learn how

  15. thought about calling for it on the phone asked for a delivery but they didn't have it thought about going to the store to get it walked to the corner but they didn't have it

  16. called your name in my sleep sitting and waiting thought you would awake me called your name lying in my bed but you didn't have it offered to go get it but you didn't have it so i'm sitting

  17. all i know is sitting and waiting waiting and sitting cause i'm a woman all i know is sitting and waiting cause i gotta wait wait for it to find me

  18. Questions1. What do you think “it” is?2. Why does being woman mean that she has to wait?

  19. Nikki-Rosaby Nikki GiovanniChildhood rememberances are always a drag if you're Black you always remember things like living in Woodlawn with no inside toilet and if you become famous or something

  20. They never talk about how happy you were to have your mother all to yourself and how good the water felt when you got your bath from one of those

  21. Big tubs that folk in chicago barbeque in and somehow when you talk about home it never gets across how much you understood their feelings as the whole family attended meetings

  22. About Hollydale and even though you remember your biographers never understand your father's pain as he sells his stock and another dream goes

  23. And though you're poor it isn't poverty that concerns you and though they fought a lot it isn't your father's drinking that makes any difference but only that

  24. Everybody is together and you and your sister have happy birthdays and very good Christmases and I really hope no white person ever has cause to write about me because they never understand

  25. Black love is Black wealth and they'll probably talk about my hard childhood and never understand that all the while I was quite happy

  26. Questions1. How does the author feel about her childhood? How do you know?2. If someone from a culture other than your own were to write about your childhood would they get it right? What would they focus on and what would they leave out?

  27. Lucille Clifton(1936-2010)

  28. The following poem refers to the 1998 hate-crime murder of James Byrd Jr. in Jasper, a small town in east Texas. Byrd, an African-American man was beaten and then dragged behind a truck by a group of white supremacists. Byrd died when his body hit a culvert (part of a road that passes over a sewer or a drain) and his head and arm were torn from his body.

  29. jasper texas 1998by Lucille Cliftonfor j. byrd

  30. i am a man's head hunched in the road.i was chosen to speak by the membersof my body. the arm as it pulled awaypointed toward me, the hand opened onceand was gone.

  31. why and why and whyshould i call a white man brother?who is the human in this place,the thing that is dragged or the dragger?what does my daughter say?

  32. the sun is a blister overhead.if i were alive i could not bear it.the townsfolk sing we shall overcomewhile hope bleeds slowly from my mouthinto the dirt that covers us all.i am done with this dust. i am done.

  33. Write: a reaction to one of the poemsThis made me think of/ This reminds me of…made me feel…You must reference the name of the poet, the author, and some detail from the poem.ORa poem in the style of, with the same theme as, or inspired by one of the poems.

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