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Maurice Carlos Ruffin reads Enemies by Lucille Clifton.
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Poem: Enemies by Lucille Clifton
Book: The Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton 1965-2010
Press: BOA Editions, Ltd.
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Poem: Enemies by Lucille Clifton
Book: The Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton 1965-2010
Press: BOA Editions, Ltd.
11 issues of Poetry, subscribe today for $20: https://poetrymagazine.org/OursPoetica
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Hello I'm Maurice Carlos Ruffin and I'm gonna read Lucille Clifton's Enemies.
I chose this poem because it is a brilliant mixture of the feeling of both aggression and kindness. I've never seen anything quite like it in a poem, that's why I enjoy it so much.
enemies
evening.
i creep
into the tent
of Saul.
for his sake
i have learned
the taste of blood.
in battle
i would drink his
and he mine.
we have become
enemies
yer here
he is an old man
sleeping
or my father.
i will remove
his armaments
his sword
his shield.
come morning
he will know himself
naked but alive
and i will remember
myself also. David.
the poet David.
I chose this poem because it is a brilliant mixture of the feeling of both aggression and kindness. I've never seen anything quite like it in a poem, that's why I enjoy it so much.
enemies
evening.
i creep
into the tent
of Saul.
for his sake
i have learned
the taste of blood.
in battle
i would drink his
and he mine.
we have become
enemies
yer here
he is an old man
sleeping
or my father.
i will remove
his armaments
his sword
his shield.
come morning
he will know himself
naked but alive
and i will remember
myself also. David.
the poet David.