Apples bring out poetic creativity, all the more so because the West has seen them as the forbidden fruit. I share here a selection of tempting apple poems.
Tag Archives: Lucille Clifton
Apples That Taste of Earth and Song
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Hair That Jumps Up and Dances
Lucille Clifton’s “homage to my hair”lifts up those who have doubts about having kinky hair.
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June Love, Simple and Entire
For a June poem, here’s Richard Wilbur reminiscing about young love.
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Trump, Clifton, & Immigrants as Animals
Trump describing immigrants as animals is scary stuff, as this Lucille Clifton poem makes clear.
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Light Breaks Where No Light Was Before
Lucille Clifton’s Lucifer poems are more pentecostal than diabolic.
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Sending Students Out into the World
On Saturday at our commencement ceremony, I read C. P. Cavafy’s poem “Ithaka.” It was a great selection for a number of reasons.
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Inspired by MLK and Lucille Clifton
To honor Martin Luther King, I share a hard-hitting but hopeful Lucille Clifton essay by a first-year African-American student who is fulfilling his dream.
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Trouble Recovering My French
Lines from Lucille Clifton’s “i am accused of tending to the past,” wrenched out of context, describe by experience with French at the moment
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we have always loved each other
Ushering in Black History Month with a lovely Lucille Clifton poem about the need to keep believing in oneself.
