to my last period (Lucille Clifton)

I love Lucille Clifton! Who else has written a poem about menopause - about having a last period?

This poem is unglossed - I mean, it's very direct and easy to understand. Even though I don't have first-hand experience, it's still a relate-able poem.

I like how friendly she is toward her period - "well, girl". It always brought her misery, but once gone, she misses it - or misses what it stood for - her youth and sexuality.

Favorite line: "well, girl, goodbye"

well, girl, goodbye,