There is a girl inside.
She is randy as a wolf.
She will not walk away and leave these bones
to an old woman.
She is a green tree in a forest of kindling.
She is a greeen girl in a used poet.
She has waited patient as a nun
for the second coming,
when she can break through gray hairs
into blossom
and her lovers will harvest
honey and thyme
and the woods will be wild
with the damn wonder of it.
Wow! I love this poem. Always have, always will. Each time I read it I am blown away by the power and the passion that Clifton speaks with. She is an amazing poet. I think a life lived by her poetry, would be a life well lived.
and her lovers will harvest honey and thyme and the woods will be wild with the wonder of it../// lovely verse
wow superb sweetest, wonderful and beautiful writings She has waited patient as a nun for the second coming, when she can break through gray hairs into blossom............
The more I read this woman, the more I understand my nature. She was a blessing to women and men too if they would listen and ponder the wisdom of her life experiences
A beautifully descriptive write by the poet. She is fast becoming one of my favorites!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know other poems of Lucille Clifton - some of them are my all time favorites. This poem is a new one for me. I am bouyed by it. This - This is how I feel! I will love this poem forever!