Nikki Giovanni

(June 7, 1943 / Knoxville, Tennessee)

Knoxville Tennessee


I always like summer
Best
you can eat fresh corn
From daddy's garden
And okra
And greens
And cabbage
And lots of
Barbeque
And buttermilk
And homemade ice-cream
At the church picnic
And listen to
Gospel music
Outside
At the church
Homecoming
And go to the mountains with
Your grandmother
And go barefooted
And be warm
All the time
Not only when you go to bed
And sleep

Submitted: Monday, November 03, 2003

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  • Rookie - 31 Points Grace Moneymaker (12/28/2014 6:06:00 PM)

    Oh, and by the way, Rock n' Roll is way, way, way, way, way, way better than your stupid Gospel. Ew, I even hate typing it! Go Cali! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 31 Points Grace Moneymaker (12/28/2014 6:04:00 PM)

    Listen, sweetie, I live in Knoxville myself and it's not that perfect. I'd rather be in California with my father, who was born there. But, he made a huge mistake and moved to Tennessee. Now he's stuck here and I'm trying to get my family out of this place full of dumb drunks, idiots who think the black smoke coming out of the back of their truck is cool and attractive, and stupid people with that crappy Southern accent. I am a poet, author and an artist and I am desperately trying to get a writing career and hopefully an acting career. And who doesn't love beaches and Leonardo DiCaprio? Obviously you don't. What a waste of talent. Anybody who's anybody loves Cali. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ladawn Trice (3/16/2012 7:59:00 AM)

    enjoyed this piece, words of purity, see yourself there, feel the breeze and warmth, the cold ice cream on your tongue..... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Marie Rivera (7/9/2006 1:19:00 PM)

    It's nice when the feeling and emotion are invoked, effortlessly. You don't even have to close your eyes, you're just there. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (7/8/2006 9:16:00 AM)

    lovely sentiments of an age warmed by sunshine and pure gospel in the air
    A beautiful write
    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Glen Shorts (5/21/2006 4:28:00 PM)

    If this poem is so 'good' how come no one comments on it? All the hits have been over a short time period. Hmmmm. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points Adryan Rotica (3/8/2005 3:43:00 AM)

    I think you've captured the ''American Dream''...land of milk and honey...does this world still exist in the 'ol US of A? Nice feelings...for a minute, I really believed I was there. Good Poem. (Report) Reply

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