Poetry Sunday: The Crazy Woman by Gwendolyn Brooks

So I went looking for poems about May and this one popped up. I looked at the title and thought, "Hmm...Gwendolyn Brooks wrote a poem about me?" It made me smile. I hope it does the same for you.

The Crazy Woman

by Gwendolyn Brooks

I shall not sing a May song.
A May song should be gay.
I'll wait until November
And sing a song of gray.

I'll wait until November
That is the time for me.
I'll go out in the frosty dark
And sing most terribly.

And all the little people
Will stare at me and say,
'That is the Crazy Woman
Who would not sing in May.'


  1. If ever I become crazy, Dorothy, I would be perfectly happy to be crazy like you!

  2. She wrote a poem about me, too!

  3. I have always thought spring is so big and boastful and in-your-face; I've always thought of myself as more of a fall person. At my age, I'm definitely, like fall, in decline!

  4. "All the Little people." Ha. Nice touches in this poem.


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