Sunday Poetry: I Offer No Apology
Welcome to Sunday Poetry. If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration here.
What’s your part? Just slow down a little and come along for the read–or sometimes, for the listen. No analysis needed or required. Let the poem sink in and move you wherever it may. If you’d like to tell us what the day’s poem means in your life, or what word or phrase you’ve chosen to reflect on in the coming week, or where those reflections have taken you, we would be honored to have you comment.
Today’s poem is by Nikki Giovanni, a favorite of mine and a professor of English and Black Studies at one of my alma maters, Virginia Tech. Quilts will speak to many of you, not only to quilters, but to all who wish to leave a legacy at the end of their lives. “Please someone cut a square and put me in a quilt . . .”
This poem comes from poets.org, a new website to me but one that happily respects copyright as it promotes the works and the poets, too. It was a pleasure to find and share with you today.
Wow Emilie, this poem really touched my heart. was really feeling low and this gave my heart song. Used up? No we are never used up although we may feel that way. There is always something left for us to do to help others. Thanks again for this lovely poem.
And what a lovely comment.
Just getting caught up. Oh my, how this one speaks volumes! I immediately had the vision of my one of my grandma’s small square card table size cloths. It has holes, and stains, and faded (as I was probably the one who used it too often on the bright porch). I could never part with it, especially now! Not sure if I should cut it, but now I am sure tempted!!
Sounds like a wonderful memory to use.