Thursday, July 28, 2011

"No One Will Cry Mercy Like Her."

it was a dream
    by Lucille Clifton
in which my greater self
rose up before me
accusing me of my life
with her extra finger
whirling in a gyre of rage
at what my days had come to.
i pleaded with her, could i do,
oh what could i have done?
and she twisted her wild hair
and sparked her wild eyes
and screamed as long as
i could hear her 
This.  This.  This.

from: The Book of Light. Copyright 1992.
Quote Gerald Stern.

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