Lucille Clifton

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

To A Dark Moses - Poem by Lucille Clifton

you are the one
i am lit for.
Come with your rod
that twists
and is a serpent.
i am the bush.
i am burning
i am not consumed.


Comments about To A Dark Moses by Lucille Clifton

  • (2/18/2018 10:48:00 AM)


    It is appalling if not laughable to hear the tinny mechanical voice read such a lovely, sensuous poem. It needs a human voice- better for you to have just played a cello. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (10/28/2015 3:31:00 PM)


    We burn ourselves up- no one makes us. We choose our dark Moses, we are drawn by our own needs. That is both the strength and the weakness of our human nature. (Report) Reply

  • (5/15/2014 12:31:00 PM)


    So nicely put! Subtly sexy without being lewd. Passionate! (Report) Reply

  • Dawn Fuzan (5/11/2014 8:24:00 AM)


    Very interesting poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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