homage to my hips

wait, but if this is your favorite poem, christina, by your favorite poet, why are you putting it on wednesday of all days. why didn't you put it first, or save it for last?

well, because it's the perfect poem to make you want to sway your way into the rest of the week...

homage to my hips

these hips are big hips
they need space to
move around in
they don't fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips
they don't like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
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!

---Lucille Clifton