Gwendolyn Brooks

(7 June 1917 – 3 December 2000 / Topeka, Kansas)

We Real Cool - Poem by Gwendolyn Brooks

The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.

We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon.


Comments about We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks

  • (9/7/2018 1:50:00 PM)


    This poem would earn me an F in class if I had tried to turn it in, yet it's praised because of it's simplicity. Y'all goofy, poetry is dumb (Report) Reply

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  • Robert Murray Smith (6/27/2018 7:57:00 PM)


    Not a very good poem to post in this category. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (6/27/2018 9:52:00 AM)


    Deeply meaningful. Very nice. Enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Glen Kappy (6/27/2018 7:20:00 AM)


    This short poem strikes like a hammer blow. For me it's reminiscent of Langston Hughes and of someone I knew who experienced the fate Brooks describes here. if you read this and are interested, see my poem Miles. -GK (Report) Reply

  • Mahtab Bangalee (6/27/2018 3:49:00 AM)


    The Pool Players or we
    ....
    We

    We sing sin
    We thin gin

    We jazz June
    We die soon

    simple and so rhythmic- wow wonderful
    (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (6/27/2018 3:28:00 AM)


    Such a brilliant poem by Gwendolyn Brooks👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (6/27/2018 1:58:00 AM)


    Such a nice poem...I like so much... (Report) Reply

  • (5/24/2018 2:28:00 PM)


    My absolute favorite poem! Speaks clearly today due to the heroin epidemic across America. (Report) Reply

  • Britte Ninad (5/23/2018 12:34:00 AM)


    simply versification - nice style (Report) Reply

  • Narayanan Kutty Pozhath (5/3/2018 9:14:00 PM)


    Simple but beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • (4/15/2018 10:30:00 AM)


    I think the poem is mind touching
    Used as trying
    (Report) Reply

  • Henry Tong (1/28/2018 10:12:00 AM)


    The excellent use of enjambment creates powerlessness of people in controlling their fates. Beside the political intent, I think the poem is worth appreciating with its great artistic value. (Report) Reply

  • (11/19/2017 11:27:00 PM)


    Prophesy foretold! And yet youth continue to elude the basics of adulthood...RESPONSIBILITY! (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (3/30/2017 5:05:00 AM)


    Great write. Wayward youths. (Report) Reply

  • (1/3/2017 4:34:00 PM)

    tom allport
    misspent youth doesn't always pay. (Report) Reply

  • R Soos (11/22/2016 8:20:00 AM)

    Classic
    Tight truth. I love it when a poet captures reality so compact. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (8/16/2016 1:09:00 PM)


    Short poem but packs a punch about wayward kids. A must read for students. (Report) Reply

  • (3/24/2016 9:56:00 AM)


    *Velociraptor Shriek* (Report) Reply

  • David Cole (12/21/2015 6:22:00 PM)

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    Wow! This is a powerful and poignant portrait of troubled youths worldwide... G. Brooks' technique is masterful! Thank you! Already Reported Reply

  • (4/20/2015 7:13:00 PM)


    I kept this poem with me as a child and could recite it freely. Its such a simple but profound poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 17, 2012


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