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arrive The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League	A
Arrive in the afternoon the late light slanting	B
In diluted gold bars across the boulevard brag	C
Of proud seamed faces with mercy and murder hinting	B
Here there interrupting all deep and debonair	D
The pink paint on the innocence of fear	E
Walk in a gingerly manner up the hall	F
Cutting with knives served by their softest care	D
Served by their love so barbarously fair	D
Whose mothers taught You'd better not be cruel	G
You had better not throw stones upon the wrens	H
Herein they kiss and coddle and assault	I
Anew and dearly in the innocence	H
With which they baffle nature Who are full	J
Sleek tender clad fit fiftyish a glow all	F
Sweetly abortive hinting at fat fruit	K
Judge it high time that fiftyish fingers felt	L
Beneath the lovelier planes of enterprise	H
To resurrect To moisten with milky chill	M
To be a random hitching post or plush	N
To be for wet eyes random and handy hem	O
Their guild is giving money to the poor	P
The worthy poor The very very worthy	Q
And beautiful poor Perhaps just not too swarthy	Q
perhaps just not too dirty nor too dim	R
Nor passionate In truth what they could wish	S
Is something less than derelict or dull	G
Not staunch enough to stab though gaze for gaze	H
God shield them sharply from the beggar bold	T
The noxious needy ones whose battle's bald	U
Nonetheless for being voiceless hits one down	V
But it's all so bad and entirely too much for them	O
The stench the urine cabbage and dead beans	H
Dead porridges of assorted dusty grains	H
The old smoke heavy diapers and they're told	T
Something called chitterlings The darkness Drawn	W
Darkness or dirty light The soil that stirs	H
The soil that looks the soil of centuries	H
And for that matter the general oldness Old	T
Wood Old marble Old tile Old old old	T
Not homekind Oldness Not Lake Forest Glencoe	B
Nothing is sturdy nothing is majestic	B
There is no quiet drama no rubbed glaze no	X
Unkillable infirmity of such	Y
A tasteful turn as lately they have left	Z
Glencoe Lake Forest and to which their cars	H
Must presently restore them When they're done	A2
With dullards and distortions of this fistic	B
Patience of the poor and put upon	B2
They've never seen such a make do ness as	H
Newspaper rugs before In this this 'flat '	C2
Their hostess is gathering up the oozed the rich	D2
Rugs of the morning tattered the bespattered	Z
Readies to spread clean rugs for afternoon	E2
Here is a scene for you The Ladies look	B
In horror behind a substantial citizeness	H
Whose trains clank out across her swollen heart	Z
Who arms akimbo almost fills a door	F2
All tumbling children quilts dragged to the floor	F2
And tortured thereover potato peelings soft	Z
Eyed kitten hunched up haggard to be hurt	Z
Their League is allotting largesse to the Lost	Z
But to put their clean their pretty money to put	Z
Their money collected from delicate rose fingers	H
Tipped with their hundred flawless rose nails seems	H
They own Spode Lowestoft candelabra	G2
Mantels and hostess gowns and sunburst clocks	H
Turtle soup Chippendale red satin 'hangings '	C2
Aubussons and Hattie Carnegie They Winter	H2
In Palm Beach cross the Water in June attend	Z
When suitable the nice Art Institute	Z
Buy the right books in the best bindings saunter	H2
On Michigan Easter mornings in sun or wind	Z
Oh Squalor This sick four story hulk this fibre	H2
With fissures everywhere Why what are bringings	H
Of loathe love largesse What shall peril hungers	H
So old old what shall flatter the desolate	Z
Tin can blocked fire escape and chitterling	B
And swaggering seeking youth and the puzzled wreckage	I2
Of the middle passage and urine and stale shames	H
And again the porridges of the underslung	B
And children children children Heavens That	Z
Was a rat surely off there in the shadows Long	B
And long tailed Gray The Ladies from the Ladies'	H
Betterment League agree it will be better	H2
To achieve the outer air that rights and steadies	H
To hie to a house that does not holler to ring	B
Bells elsetime better presently to cater	H2
To no more Possibilities to get	Z
Away Perhaps the money can be posted	Z
Perhaps they two may choose another Slum	J2
Some serious sooty half unhappy home	K2
Where loathe love likelier may be invested	Z
Keeping their scented bodies in the center	H2
Of the hall as they walk down the hysterical hall	F
They allow their lovely skirts to graze no wall	F
Are off at what they manage of a canter	H2
And resuming all the clues of what they were	H2
Try to avoid inhaling the laden air	D

Gwendolyn Brooks

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