Lucille Clifton

(June 27, 1936 - February 13, 2010 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Fury - Poem by Lucille Clifton

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for mama

remember this.
she is standing by
the furnace.
the coals
glisten like rubies.
her hand is crying.
her hand is clutching
a sheaf of papers.
poems.
she gives them up.
they burn
jewels into jewels.
her eyes are animals.
each hank of her hair
is a serpent's obedient
wife.
she will never recover.
remember. there is nothing
you will not bear
for this woman's sake.


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  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (5/15/2014 11:46:00 AM)

    A beautiful and tender poem. Very heartfelt. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (5/15/2014 11:46:00 AM)

    A beautiful and tender poem. Very heartfelt. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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