Nikki Giovanni at Politics and Prose
We must have been numb
while she was hip she was
here “I am a beautiful woman.”
She paused all of a sudden,
choppers overriding her buzz.
We… must have been numb.
DCers, what had we become,
she teased. We had not budged.
Where am I? A beautiful woman?
Airlift, the fall of Saigon?
Unfazed, blasé our bias
has been. Must we numb... ?
Perched on her chair lissome
as a gazelle, quick her prowess.
Here I am, a beautiful woman.
How the reading of the room
and her poetry coalesced.
She muscled benumbing...
hear "I am a beautiful woman."
~LCMH
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