Nikki Giovanni Poems

once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
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Childhood rememberances are
always a drag if you're Black
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I love you
because the Earth turns round the sun
because the North wind blows north
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I haven't written a poem in so long
I may have forgotten how
unless writing a poem
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it's not the crutches we decry
it's the need to move forward
though we haven't the strength
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One day
you gonna walk in this house
and i'm gonna have a long African
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her grandmother called her from the playground
"yes, ma'am"
"i want chu to learn how to make rolls" said the old
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This is my first memory:
A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky
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poetry is motion graceful
as a fawn
gentle as a teardrop
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It's a journey . . . that I propose . . . I am not the guide . . . nor technical assistant . . . I will be your fellow passenger . . .
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