Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed.
Lucille CliftonRead
don’t write out of what I know; I write out of what I wonder. I think most artists create art in order to explore, not to give the answers. Poetry and art are not about answers to me; they are about questions.
Interpretation
Artists create to explore their curiosities rather than provide definite answers.
Lucille Clifton emphasizes that the true essence of art and poetry lies in the exploration of ideas and emotions rather than the delivery of conclusive answers. Artists engage with their sense of wonder and curiosity, using their creative works as a means to ask questions and delve deeper into the complexities of human experience.
In practice
In a discussion about creative processes, this quote can emphasize the importance of exploration in artistic expression.
Come celebrate with me that every day something has tried to kill me and has failed.
I am running into a new year and the old years blow back like a wind that I catch in my hair like strong fingers like all my old promises and it will be hard to let go of what I said to myself about myself when I was sixteen and twenty-six and thirty-six but I am running into a new year and I beg what i love and I leave to forgive me.
You might as well answer the door, my child, the truth is furiously knocking.
won't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model. born in babylon both nonwhite and woman what did i see to be except myself? i made it up here on this bridge between starshine and clay, my one hand holding tight my other hand; come celebrate with me that everyday something has tried to kill me and has failed.
If i should enter the house and speak with my own voice, at last, about its awful furnitutre, pulling apart the covering over the dusty bodies; the randy father, the husband holding ice in his hand like a blessing, the mother bleeding into herself and the small imploding girl, i say if i should walk into that web, who will come flying after me, leaping tall buildings? you?
blessing the boats (at saint mary’s) may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond the face of fear may you kiss the wind then turn from it certain that it will love your back may you open your eyes to water water waving forever and may you in your innocence sail through this to that
The men resent a woman getting any honour in what they consider is essentially their field. Men painters mostly despise women painters. So I have decided to stop squirming, to throw any honour in with Canada and women.
When something really hits me, it makes me want to either jump off something really high or lie down and be buried. I want people to get hit and caught by my music.
Let us prove to the world that good taste, good art, and good writing can be good selling.
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.
There is no room in music for the second-rate - it might just as well be the nineteenth-rate.
A songwriter's supreme challenge is being complex and simple at the same time
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