I totally suck as a person with both an English BA and an MFA! How could I possibly miss the death of Lucille Clifton?? She died last Saturday (February 13th, 2010).
The poetry of Lucille Clifton is not overwhelming; it does not beat the reader down. There is a quiet power and deep love in her work. It is a weird analogy but her patterns always remind me of water ripples--the reverberations feeding out from the central point until they touch the edges of our outer self. It brings comfort and transformation.
Links
Sorrows.
Won't You Celebrate With Me. [video]
Remembering Lucille Clifton. [Poetry Off the Shelf]
Far Memory.
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