my one hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed. Lucille Clifton Friday, January 3, 2003 poempoemscelebratenonwhite Download image of this poem. Report this poem READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES ...
she cannot tell the one there is no one to hear this poem is a political poem is a war poem is a universal poem but is not about these things this poem is about one human heart this poem is the poem at the end of the world Credit: Copyright © 1987 by Lucille Clifton. Reprinted...
Lucille Clifton really proves with this poem that she is proud of what God has given her and is not afraid to be herself. She is not self-conscience in the least bit because she discusses in the beginning of the poem 'these hips are big hips'. She continues on to say that 'they ...