What It Feels Like, por Alice Walker

Alice Walker

What It Feels Like

As if I’ve swallowed

A watermelon

And

Sidestepping

My digestive tract

It has lodged

In my heart.

There it lies

Green

& whole

with a luscious

red

heart of its own

daring me

to cut.

#Americans #Blacks #PulitzerPrize #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury

¿Disfrutate esta lectura? ¡invítanos a un café!.
Tu ayuda nos permite existir.

Preferido o celebrado por...

Otras obras de Alice Walker...

If I Was PresidentIf I Was PresidentIf I Was President

If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president

I Will Keep Broken Things

I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot

Democratic Womanism

in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...

Before I Leave the Stage

Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.

Be Nobody's Darling

Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around

The Tree of Life Has Fallen

The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…

Remember

Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how

A Picture Story for the Curious

Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...

She

She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is

You Want to Grow Old Like the Carters

Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs

When You Thought Me Poor

When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.

Gray

I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.

Working Class Hero

My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind

Expect Nothing

Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely

The Ways of Water

With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:

Alice Walker