Tuesday, January 17, 2012

A Song In The Front Yard Comments

Rating: 4.0

I’ve stayed in the front yard all my life.
I want a peek at the back
Where it’s rough and untended and hungry weed grows.
A girl gets sick of a rose.
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Gwendolyn Brooks
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Lyn Paul 28 July 2021

I was a backyard girl with tomboy adventures. Would have preferred the front.

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Sandra Feldman 26 July 2021

The incredible things that children say and do, so immaculately and humoristically portrayed in this great and amusing poem of real life.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 26 July 2021

True refreshing read, amazing poem!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 26 July 2021

And I'd like to be a bad woman, too, And wear the brave stockings of night-black lace And strut down the streets with paint on my face. Beautiful mesmerizing! Such brilliant words. Congrats on being chosen as The Modern Poem Of The Day!

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 26 July 2021

A very straightforward write well expressed.

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Michael Walker 02 August 2019

A very honest poem, not concerned about respectability, 'I'd like to be a bad woman too... /And strut down the streets with paint on my face. So refreshing to read this.

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Dr Antony Theodore 29 June 2019

They do some wonderful things. They have some wonderful fun. My mother sneers, but I say it’s fine How they don’t have to go in at quarter to nine. very fine poem. tony

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Ur mum 06 February 2019

So super gay boi

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Sally 02 March 2018

I LOVE GWENDOLYN BROOKS!

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Stephen W 17 March 2013

A stupid and irresponsible poem.

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