oh antic God …
Lucille Clifton
if mama …
i was leaving my fifty-eighth year …
The house that is on fire …
may the tide …
invitation …
curling them around …
convent …
my sister Josephine …
these hips are big hips …
i am a man's head hunched in the road. …
somebody coming in blackness …
they thought the field was wasting …
hey music and …
mary is an old woman without shoes. …
a woman unlike myself is running …
a love person …
if there is a river …
oh Master Of All Who Take And Wash …
me and you be sisters. …
loaded like spoons …
for the eyes of the children, …
who would believe them winged …
the green of Jesus …
for some …
the time i dropped your almost body down …
i would sit in the center of the world, …
i wish them cramps. …
won't you celebrate with me …