This 3 sentence poem celebrates the poet shaping her own kind of life without a model as a non-white woman, born in Babylon. She made up her life while holding tight to herself on the bridge between heaven and earth. The poem invites the reader to celebrate with her that everyday something has tried to kill her but has failed.
This 3 sentence poem celebrates the poet shaping her own kind of life without a model as a non-white woman, born in Babylon. She made up her life while holding tight to herself on the bridge between heaven and earth. The poem invites the reader to celebrate with her that everyday something has tried to kill her but has failed.
This 3 sentence poem celebrates the poet shaping her own kind of life without a model as a non-white woman, born in Babylon. She made up her life while holding tight to herself on the bridge between heaven and earth. The poem invites the reader to celebrate with her that everyday something has tried to kill her but has failed.
This 3 sentence poem celebrates the poet shaping her own kind of life without a model as a non-white woman, born in Babylon. She made up her life while holding tight to herself on the bridge between heaven and earth. The poem invites the reader to celebrate with her that everyday something has tried to kill her but has failed.
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won’t you celebrate with me
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BY LU CI LL E CL IF TO N 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.