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Our Dead Behind Us

By Audre Lorde (1986).

I learned to be honest
the way I learned to swim
dropped into the inevitable
my father's thumbs in my hairless armpits
about to give way
I am trying
to surface carefully
remembering
the water's shadow-legged musk
cannons of salt exploding
and for years
my powerful breast stroke
was a declaration of war.

-- "A Question of Climate" Our Dead Behind Us (1986), p. 39.

Links:

  • Four Lorde poems are online here, including "Coal" and "If you come softly".
  • There is a small Lorde page here.

Audre Lorde has written at least the following books:

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