Lucille Clifton was a widely read and respected American poet. Her work was promoted by Langston Hughes in The Poetry of the Negro. Her work often focuses on adversity and the experience of Black women in the United States. She won the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize to Clifton in 2007 and was the first author to have two books of poetry chosen as finalists for the Pulitzer Prize.
‘wonโt you celebrate with me’ by Lucille Clifton addresses racism and inherent gender inequality. The speaker has overcome every hurdle and modeled herself in her own image.
won't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
‘jasper texas 1998’ by Lucille Clifton is a devastating poem that illustrates both the poet’s frustrated fury over and the dehumanizing barbarity of systemic racial violence against Black people in the United States.
i am a man's head hunched in the road.
i was chosen to speak by the members
of my body. the arm as it pulled away
pointed toward me, the hand opened once
‘the mother’s story’ by Lucille Clifton is a poem about the female community, encouragement and hope in a world with gender inequalities. It shows an older generation of African American women impacting subtly implied feminist ideals in the younger generation, exemplified by Clifton herself.
and i thought what is this to bring
to one black girl from buffalo
until the last one came and smiled,
she said,
โAt Last We Killed The Roachesโ by Lucille Clifton is a thoughtful poem about an experience in a speakerโs childhood with roaches. Read a complete summary and analysis of the poem.
at last we killed the roaches.
mama and me. she sprayed,
i swept the ceiling and they fell
โgood timesโ by Lucille Clifton spotlights simple moments of delight in poverty from a child’s perspective.
my daddy has paid the rent
and the insurance man is gone
and the lights is back on
Cliptonโs โhomage to my hipsโ celebrates body positivity and female empowerment, praising the strength and freedom of her hips.
these hips are big hips
they need space to
move around in.
“oh antic God” by Clifton explores the deep longing for a lost mother, merging nostalgia with the fading clarity of memory.
oh antic God
return to me
my mother in her thirties
leaned across the front porch
This poem is about the death of Lucille Cliftonโs husband, Fred James Clifton, who passed away on 11 October 1984 at the age of 49. It evokes the spirit of Fred and describes his discovery of something new.
I seemed to be drawn
to the center of myself
leaving the edges of me
โto my last period’ by Lucille Clifton is a thoughtful poem. In it, the speaker mourns for her lost youth and acknowledges further changes to come.ย
well, girl, goodbye,
after thirty-eight years.
thirty-eight years and you
never arrived