Suturas y Vendoletes

Homage To My Hips

The power a woman can have over a man is unbearable for men. They do anything for women. But it is awfully upsetting for them when someone, especially a woman, makes know about it. Lucille Clifton puts it with such sassiness in her poem that it smacks you in the face telling you about The "hidden" power of women, specifically of black women now, I mean she literally wrote a poem to her ass and how rocking it is, saying: "these hips are mighty hips. these hips are magic hips. i have known them to put a spell on a man and spin him like a top!"

Still I Rise

Racism has been around us for centuries now, and still is, but that doesn't prevent people from rising above it. Maya Angelou's poem "Still I Rise" makes a statement no other can compare. The irony and muckery her words give to the racists ignorants has such power and subtliness at the same time that such racists ignorants wouldn't get it making it so beautiful and just BRILLIANT. This woman makes such impact by just saying: "Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise that I dance like I've got diamonts at the meeting of my thighs?".

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

There's love from which you can just walk out of, but, with another, life is not enough.

Since Feeling Is First

I love the metaphors it uses, they're speechless. E.E.Cummings takes your breath away, he can say things so strong and deep in just a few simple words. " The best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids' flutter which says we are for eah other" makes say WOW instantaniously, but even more to say "life's not a paragraph and death i think is no parenthesis". It really gets you thinking in that, because life IS too complex to be just a paragraph and death is the bas of life is part of it, it's not just something extra that can be deleted and nothing happens like a parenthesis. "kisses are a better fate than wisdom".

We Real Cool

A poem which doesn't really mean anything, in terms of a teaching. Though the rythm itself make you feel what it is talking about, this jazzy kind of sound it makes, and that's beautiful, just that "trick". Taking all of those alliterations, which turn more and more into something incoherent, and make this great sound, just with the phrase "Jazz June" it shows so "smooth".

Can you telll what the poem is about?