21 Days/21 Poems: ‘won’t you celebrate with me’ by Lucille Clifton

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I am getting back to regular programming after Yari Yari Ntoaso.  I have to make up ground on this ever-continuing poetry celebration.  Luckily, I bought several books of poetry, some new to me, at Yari Yari and will be sharing poems from these collections in the coming days.

For now, an old favorite for today’s Another 21 Days/21 Poems.

Lucille Clifton has a permanent place in my personal canon of poets. That’s all that needs to be said! Enjoy.

won’t you celebrate with me

won’t you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.

– by Lucille Clifton

More poems by Lucille Clifton:

blessing the boats

wishes for sons

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