poet Lucille Clifton

Lucille Clifton

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Miss Rosie

when I watch you
wrapped up like garbage
sitting, surrounded by the smell
of too old potato peels
or
when I watch you
in your old man's shoes
with the little toe cut out
sitting, waiting for your mind
like next week's grocery
I say
when I watch you
you wet brown bag of a woman
who used to be the best looking gal in Georgia
used to be called the Georgia Rose
I stand up
through your destruction
I stand up

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (7/16/2020 8:35:00 PM)

    when I watch you
    in your old man's shoes
    with the little toe cut out
    sitting, waiting for your mind
    like next week's grocery.
    very fine poem. tony

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  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (7/16/2020 1:55:00 PM)

    Sad yet crafted very magnificently....
    Thanks for sharing.....10
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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (7/16/2020 10:02:00 AM)

    Too old potato peels! ! !


    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (7/16/2020 5:54:00 AM)

    lost
    the pain of lose
    everywhere

    flowers are very beautiful to look
    but after fading away
    it's throw-able

    but the love in heart
    for the love
    is very sensible
    never wanna to be faded away
    no one can rub out forever

    love
    the eternal scar
    in the eternal entity
    SOUL

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  • Manonton Dalan (12/7/2015 3:17:00 PM)

    I remember my aunt with man's shoes

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  • Colleen Courtney (5/15/2014 12:00:00 PM)

    Sad and tender write on how what we experience in our lives can have such devaststing effects on our aesthetics. Nicely written piece.

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  • H. Patricia Blackshire (5/12/2010 10:26:00 AM)

    This poem is a very sad poem. It tells of a life of struggling! No good luck, but bad luck towards the end of her life.

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