Channelling Lucille …

Almost forgot today’s poetry post! 

Homage to My Hips
  these hips are big hips.
they need space to
move around in.
they don’t fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don’t like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top

Lucille Clifton (1936 — ) 








I have always loved this poem.  I love its defiance, its in-your-face pride, its sexiness.  Clifton always seems to speak directly to me, for me, about me …


4 thoughts on “Channelling Lucille …

  1. I love this poem and it’s really speaking to me today since the hips are feeling extra full today!! I sent this out toe friends with a link to the Queen video you had a couple weeks back. Perfect for beating a feeling-fat day!!



  2. Hi, Denise — I think it was my first year in NYC’s Mermaid Parade (yes, really) that finally opened my eyes to the ‘might and magic’ Clifton writes about here. Totally unlocked a whole piece of my personality!

    ‘Passed out and woke up married,’ eh Stephen? 😉 Hope you’re still spinning.

    You’re right, Maggie. I read some of the things Clifton writes and I just have to shake my head. I taught a section of second-level writing at a community college years ago that was almost all men. I gave them Clifton’s “Wishes for Sons” … just to get things moving … She just amazes me.


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