Second Childhood

Second Childhood
for Lucille Clifton

Bless Lucille’s big hips!
And bless my own free-at-last hips!
Here they are dawdling
and not worrying one
bit about where they are
in relation
to anyone else.

You can look at me or not.
I am not saying anything personal anymore.

I am saying hips breasts belly legs feet
roots branches and big thick trunk
tides
sunrises
monkeys lithe and witty in the dawn trees
tigers shaking out oiled stripes of sun and shadow –

I say you can look at me or not.
I am busy dancing –
freckled
and fond
and fat as the fat old sun.

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