Lucille Clifton was a twelve-fingered, two-headed woman – her mother and daughter too – and she stepped into a house in Baltimore and began to hear the voices of her ancestors. She was the first poet to have two books up for the Pulitzer at the same time. Her grandmother was a child when she was taken from Africa and forcibly walked across America and never saw her mother again. She was a warrior poet, radical listener. She was from Dahomey women.