It's snowing again today. I was thinking that perhaps Persephone was having too much fun down in Hades, lying in bed with her husband, eating chocolate, drinking wine, to come back to her mother.
So I decided to find a positive poem that has nothing to do with the weather to post today.
Rock it, lucille.
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homage to my hips
lucille clifton
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
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