after “We Real Cool” by Gwendolyn Brooks
[Courtship]
He’s the tops. He
respects walks. He
sows seeds. He
honors creeds. He
spellbinds mobs. He
triumphs hobnobs.
Until . . .
[Just Married]
He swift reveals. He
slays feels. He
carves cloth. He
stirs froth. He
summons tears. He
conjures fears. We
breathe dread. Innocents
lay dead.
Yes, I missed a couple of days. I've been swamped with work. But I'll get back to those missed days (seven and eight0 eventually.
Day 9's prompt is to write an ekphrastic poem. Mine is after Gwendolyn Brooks's "We Real Cool."
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