Josephine Miles

Josephine Miles (June 11, 1911 – May 12, 1985) was an American poet and literary critic.

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• They deny good luck, love, power, romance, and inspiration
  From La Jac Brite ointment and incense of all kinds,
  And condemn in writing skin brightening and whitening
  and whitening of minds.

  There is upon the federal trade commission a burden of glory
  So to defend the fact, so to impel
  The plucking of hope from the hand, honor from the complexion,
  Sprite from the spell.

  • "Government Injunction Restraining Harlem Cosmetic Co." (1941) St. 2–3; Collected Poems, University of Illinois Press, 1983

• Death did not come to my mother
  Like an old friend.
  She was a mother, and she must
  Conceive him.

  Up and down the bed she fought crying
  Help me, but death
  Was a slow child
  Heavy.

  • "Conception" (1974) st. 1–2; Collected Poems, University of Illinois Press, 1983

• "In the roots of grammar, the stems of logic and the flowers of rhetoric take their being."
  • "Style and Proportion The Language of Prose and Poetry"(1967) Little Brown and Company (INC.)

• Josephine Miles, who traveled with her wheelchair/around the country to read poems,/said, Don't make your poem a neat package with a/bow tied at the end. She also said,/It's hard to help.
  • Naomi Shihab Nye Voices in the Air (2018)

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Josephine Miles

• Josephine Miles - The Academy of American Poets. Retrieved on 2009-02-25.