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Monday, 15 November 2010

lucille clifton

to my last period

well girl, goodbye,
after thirty-eight years.
thirty-eight years and you
never arrived
splendid in your red dress
without trouble for me
somewhere, somehow.

now it is done
and I feel just like
the grandmothers who,
after the hussy has gone,
sit holding her photograph
and sighing, wasn't she
beautiful? wasn't she beautiful?
at

6 comments:

  1. Marion McCready15 November 2010 at 16:18

    I can't quite believe you posted this lol

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  2. Totalfeckineejit15 November 2010 at 17:58

    Like it.

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  3. swiss15 November 2010 at 18:55

    i can't believe this is the only lucille clifton poem i've got on here. there will be more...!

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  4. Niamh B15 November 2010 at 20:39

    yeesh - looking forward to the next installment from her, extremely quirky

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  5. swiss16 November 2010 at 07:50

    and there they are, but neither is the pome i thought i was going to put up

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  6. Anonymous16 November 2010 at 16:27

    love this.
    keep shining.

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