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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FULFILLMENT, by HELENE JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: To climb a hill that hungers for the sky Last Line: And to die bleeding -- consummate with life. Subject(s): African Americans; African Americans - Women; Negroes; American Blacks | |||
To climb a hill that hungers for the sky, To dig my hands wrist-deep in pregnant earth, To watch a young bird, veering, learn to fly, To give a still, stark poem shining birth. To hear the rain drool, dimpling, down the drain And splash with a wet giggle in the street, To ramble in the twilight after supper, And to count the pretty faces that you meet. To ride to town on trolleys, crowded, teeming With joy and hurry and laughter and push and sweat -- Squeezed next a patent-leathered Negro dreaming Of a wrinkled river and a minnow net. To buy a paper from a breathless boy, And read of kings and queens in foreign lands, Hyperbole of romance and adventure, All for a penny the color of my hand. To lean against a strong tree's bosom, sentient And hushed before the silent prayer it breathes To melt the still snow with my seething body And kiss the warm earth tremulous underneath. Ah, life, to let your stabbing beauty pierce me And wound me like we did the studded Christ, To grapple with you, loving you too fiercely, And to die bleeding -- consummate with Life. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY AUNT ELLA MAE by MICHAEL S. HARPER DERRICK POEM (THE LOST WORLD) by TERRANCE HAYES ODE TO BIG TREND by TERRANCE HAYES WOOFER (WHEN I CONSIDER THE AFRICAN-AMERICAN) by TERRANCE HAYES |
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