Adam Thinking

Poem By Lucille Clifton

she
stolen from my bone
is it any wonder
i hunger to tunnel back
inside desperate
to reconnect the rib and clay
and to be whole again

some need is in me
struggling to roar through my
mouth into a name
this creation is so fierce
i would rather have been born

Comments about Adam Thinking

" i hunger to tunnel back inside desperate to reconnect the rib and clay and to be whole again" . A real hunger for the lost perfection!
Adam and Eve! ! Muse of creating man and woman. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
some need is in me struggling to roar through my mouth into a name this creation is so fierce i would rather have been born.. very good poem. tony
... this creation is so fierce i would rather have been born./// wonderfully written on human creation
What a creative and fascinating piece of poetry. This will surely get a +++10


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