Audre Lorde
Love Poem by Audre Lorde

Love Poem by Audre Lorde

Speak earth and bless me with what is richest make sky flow honey out of my hips rigis mountains spread over a valley carved out by the mouth of rain. And I knew when I ...

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For Each Of You by Audre Lorde

For Each Of You by Audre Lorde

Be who you are and will be learn to cherish that boisterous Black Angel that drives you up one day and down another protecting the ploace where your power rises running like ...

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Now by Audre Lorde

Now by Audre Lorde

Woman power is Black power is Human power is alwasy feeling my heart beats as my eyes open as my hands move as my mouth speaks I am are you Ready.

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Never To Dream Of Spiders by Audre Lorde

Never To Dream Of Spiders by Audre Lorde

Time collapses between the lips of strangers my days collapse into a hollow tube soon implodes against now like an iron wall my eyes are blocked with rubble a smear of ...

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Power by Audre Lorde

Power by Audre Lorde

The difference between poetry and rhetoric is being ready to kill yourself instead of your children. I am trapped on a desert of raw gunshot wounds and a dead child ...

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Coping by Audre Lorde

Coping by Audre Lorde

It has rained for five days running the world is a round puddle of sunless water where small islands are only beginning to cope a young boy in my garden is bailing out ...

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A Woman Speaks by Audre Lorde

A Woman Speaks by Audre Lorde

Moon marked and touched by sun my magic is unwritten but when the sea turns back it will leave my shape behind. I seek no favor untouched by blood unrelenting as the curse ...

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Movement Song by Audre Lorde

Movement Song by Audre Lorde

I have studied the tight curls on the back of your neck moving away from me beyond anger or failure your face in the evening schools of longing through mornings of wish and ...

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Recreation by Audre Lorde

Recreation by Audre Lorde

Coming together it is easier to work after our bodies meet paper and pen neither care nor profit whether we write or not but as your body moves under my hands charged and ...

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Hanging Fire by Audre Lorde

Hanging Fire by Audre Lorde

I am fourteen and my skin has betrayed me the boy I cannot live without still sucks his thumb in secret how come my knees are always so ashy what if I die before morning ...

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Who Said It Was Simple by Audre Lorde

Who Said It Was Simple by Audre Lorde

There are so many roots to the tree of anger that sometimes the branches shatter before they bear. Sitting in Nedicks the women rally before they march discussing the ...

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Sisters In Arms by Audre Lorde

Sisters In Arms by Audre Lorde

The edge of our bed was a wide grid where your fifteen-year-old daughter was hanging gut-sprung on police wheels a cablegram nailed to the wood next to a map of the Western ...

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Making Love To Concrete by Audre Lorde

Making Love To Concrete by Audre Lorde

An upright abutment in the mouth of the Willis Avenue bridge a beige Honda leaps the divider like a steel gazelle inescapable sleek leather boots on the pavement ...

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Inheritance by Audre Lorde

Inheritance by Audre Lorde

I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child I was. Features build coloring alone among my creamy fine-boned sisters ...

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Father Son And Holy Ghost by Audre Lorde

Father Son And Holy Ghost by Audre Lorde

I have not ever seen my father's grave. Not that his judgment eyes have been forgotten nor his great hands' print on our evening doorknobs one half turn each night and he ...

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Afterimages by Audre Lorde

Afterimages by Audre Lorde

I However the image enters its force remains within my eyes rockstrewn caves where dragonfish evolve wild for life, relentless and acquisitive learning to survive where ...

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The Electric Slide Boogie by Audre Lorde

The Electric Slide Boogie by Audre Lorde

New Year's Day 1:16 AM and my body is weary beyond time to withdraw and rest ample room allowed me in everyone's head but community calls right over the threshold drums ...

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From The House Of Yemanjá by Audre Lorde

From The House Of Yemanjá by Audre Lorde

My mother had two faces and a frying pot where she cooked up her daughters into girls before she fixed our dinner. My mother had two faces and a broken pot where she hid out ...

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A Litany for Survival by Audre Lorde

A Litany for Survival by Audre Lorde

'For those of us who live at the shoreline standing upon the constant edges of decision crucial and alone for those of us who cannot indulge the passing dreams of choice who ...

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The American Cancer Society Or There Is More Than One Way to Skin a Coon by Audre Lorde

The American Cancer Society Or There Is More Than One Way to Skin a Coon by Audre Lorde

Of all the ways in which this country Prints its death upon me Selling me cigarettes is one of the most certain. Yet every day I watch my son digging ConEdison GeneralMotors ...

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