Nikki Giovanni Poems

it's not the crutches we decry
it's the need to move forward
though we haven't the strength
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and always there are the children

there will be children in the heat of day
there will be children in the cold of winter
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she realized
she wasn't one
of life's winners
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One day
you gonna walk in this house
and i'm gonna have a long African
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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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I haven't written a poem in so long
I may have forgotten how
unless writing a poem
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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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I always like summer
best
you can eat fresh corn
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all i gotta do
is sit and wait
sit and wait
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