Lucille Clifton

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

Sisters - Poem by Lucille Clifton

me and you be sisters.
we be the same.

me and you
coming from the same place.

me and you
be greasing our legs
touching up our edges.

me and you
be scared of rats
be stepping on roaches.

me and you
come running high down purdy street one time
and mama laugh and shake her head at
me and you.

me and you
got babies
got thirty-five
got black
let our hair go back
be loving ourselves
be loving ourselves
be sisters.

only where you sing,
I poet.


Comments about Sisters by Lucille Clifton

  • (5/15/2014 12:14:00 PM)


    The bond of sisterhood is so very special. I know. I'm lucky enough to have been blessed with three of them. All older! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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