Lucille Clifton, poet laureate of Maryland and National Book Award winner, passed on Saturday, February 13, of cancer and other causes.
From Good Woman:
in the inner city
or
like we call it
home
we think a lot about uptown
and the silent nights
and the houses straight as
dead men
and the pastel lights
and we hang on to our no place
happy to be alive
and in the inner city
or
like we call it
home
Hear her read "Homage to My Hips" here.
A brief biography from the Academy of American Poets here.
Baltimore Sun obituary here.
Purchase her books, including children's titles, here.
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