Occasionally you come upon a poem whose effect depends almost utterly on enjambment. Such is the case with that darling of anthologists “We Real Cool” (1958) by Gwendolyn Brooks.
Occasionally you come upon a poem whose effect depends almost utterly on enjambment. Such is the case with that darling of anthologists “We Real Cool” (1958) by Gwendolyn Brooks.
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