Here's a poem I mentioned several weeks ago. It's short, and there's not much to it at first glance. But when you hear the poet talk about it, and hear her read it, it takes on a bigger life.
The Pool Players
Seven at the Golden Shovel
by Gwendolyn Brooks
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We...
Go here for the audio and the rest of the poem. It's a wonderful audio.
Did you know this poem was banned for the use of the word "jazz?" Click the link above to hear all about it.
As an extra note, "The Bean Eaters" is worth a read too, while you're browsing through the Brooks poems.