Lucille Clifton

Baltimore, Maryland
Lucille Clifton
Baltimore, Maryland

The Lost Baby Poem

Rating: 3.6
the time i dropped your almost body down
down to meet the waters under the city
and run one with the sewage to the sea
what did i know about waters rushing back
what did i know about drowning
or being drowned

you would have been born in winter
in the year of the disconnected gas
and no car
we would have made the thin walk
over the genecy hill into the canada winds
to let you slip into a stranger's hands
if you were here i could tell you
these and some other things

and if i am ever less than a mountain
for your definite brothers and sisters
let the rivers wash over my head
let the sea take me for a spiller of seas
let black men call me stranger always
for your never named sake
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COMMENTS
bruhmoment.bruh 05 February 2020
Calm down there, Socrates-
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Precious Antone 22 August 2016
Love this poem. So sad.
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Colleen Courtney 15 May 2014
A tender, sweet and emotional write for that one who just wasn't meant to be with you for whatever reason. Love this beautiful poem.
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