poem's-shape

listen,
you a wonder.
you a city
of a woman.
you got a geography
of your own.
listen,
somebody need a map
to understand you.
somebody need directions
to move around you.
listen,
woman,
you not a noplace
anonymous
girl;
mister with his hands on you
he got his hands on
some
damn
body!
—  What the Mirror Said, Lucille Clifton
Heart Shaped Box
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"Heart-Shaped Box"

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I’ve been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel’s hair and baby’s breath
Broken hymen of your highness I’m left back
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I’ve been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks
I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Your advice [x3]

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.


Maya Angelou

Power, by Adrienne Rich

Living in the earth-depositis of our history

Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth
one bottle amber perfect a hundred-year-old
cure for fever or melancholy a tonic
for living on this earth in the winters of this climate

Today I was reading about Marie Curie:
she must have known she suffered from radiation sickness
her body bombarded for years by the element
she had purified
It seems she denied to the end
the source of the cataracts on her eyes
the cracked and suppurating skin of her finger-ends
till she could no longer hold a test-tube or a pencil

She died a famous woman denying
her wounds
denying
her wounds came from the same source as her power

The Ways In Which We Love

Your first love
Will feel invincible
You will take swings at each other
The way children swing at piñatas
Eager uncertainty
Blinds and you’ll keep trying
The results damaging
You will survive and see why
It’s called the first
There is so much more after

Some people will love you fully
With their words and bodies
Others can make you feel comfort
With syllables beautifully
Wrapped together
Easily falling in love with them
But they won’t love you back
You will learn love is a two way track

There may come a time
Where you meet someone
Who lives a life you wouldn’t mind
Being apart of because they feel fun
It feels right but you’re not sure
You may have to be honest
Are you in love with the idea of them
Or the actual person
You will hurt them
But must not hold these things
Against yourself

We are human
With desires that can grapple us
And convince the mind there are feelings
When in reality it’s greed
Along this road you’ll see a pretty face
It’ll feed your ego
Typically this is mutual
Lustfully defining something inevitable
It will fizzle
You’ll hurt for a little
Only to realize it wasn’t anything real

Trial and error often leads to
Giving up
That’s fine it never lasts long
A friend may start to appear
More attractive than usual
This is dangerous but ok
Because your lover
Should also be your friend
When it ends it will hurt on two levels
You will be taught to appreciate things
For how and what they are
But know things are worth risks as well

This next one is tricky
It’s led so many to feel empty
You will meet someone
That makes the world stop
That they are the beginning
And ending of all things
You will love them intensely
You will take everything you’ve learned
And try not to get burned

There will be talk of the future
Not just idealistically
With physically tangible goals
A promise will be made
By words and silent gestures at night
Maybe even a ring waiting
For the moment of actual proposing
To be honest you will think this is it
You’ve found the one

You will fall apart
You will feel like you cannot breathe
You will feel like you cannot live
But you will do all these things
And realize everything is temporary
As time passes eventually your eyes
Will widen to signals and signs
Calm relief will wash over you
But days come and you remember
It hurts to wonder
It’s ok keep going

We need losses to appreciate our gains
We need pain to truly know
If we’ve been relieved of it
We need these moments
So when the one really comes
We’re prepared
There are exceptions to each of these of course
However I call that luck
Cause fate is much too cruel
To give it away so easy

Brace your heart
No matter how hard it gets
To keep putting your heart out there
You can’t quit
Fate is about timing shaping
And path crossing
There may be more lessons coming
Or who knows you just might end up
Crashing into the one racing
Around that corner to get to you

And
                       You were just
                Like the                 Moon,
         So lonely, so
     Full of imper-
  fections but 
      Just like the
         Moon , you                    Shined  
                 In times of ,          Dark-
                                 ness.

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