won't you celebrate with me
by Lucille Clifton
won't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.
Lucille Clifton, "won't you
celebrate with me" from Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton.
Copyright © 1991 by Lucille Clifton
ucille Clifton, "won't you celebrate with me" from Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton. Copyright © 1991 by Lucille Clifton - See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23323#sthash.fAGGveLX.dpuf
won't you celebrate with me
by Lucille Cliftonwon't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23323#sthash.fAGGveLX.dpuf
won't you celebrate with me
by Lucille Cliftonwon't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23323#sthash.fAGGveLX.dpuf
won't you celebrate with me
by Lucille Cliftonwon't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23323#sthash.fAGGveLX.dpuf
Always cherish the small victories. Without them, we miss the true joys of Life.
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