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"Your Hands" by Angelina Weld Grimké: Black Poet

The poem describes the speaker's love and admiration for her lover's hands, noting their size, strength, and gentleness. Though his hands show signs of hard work, with broken and stained nails, when he touches her she feels small, quiet, and happy. The speaker wishes she could curl up in the palm of his left hand and cling to him, so she would always feel close to him even if he forgot her. The document provides context that the poem is a 1927 love poem by Angelina Weld Grimké that examines each aspect of her lover's hands to portray a working-class man who provides gentle strength and comfort.

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"Your Hands" by Angelina Weld Grimké: Black Poet

The poem describes the speaker's love and admiration for her lover's hands, noting their size, strength, and gentleness. Though his hands show signs of hard work, with broken and stained nails, when he touches her she feels small, quiet, and happy. The speaker wishes she could curl up in the palm of his left hand and cling to him, so she would always feel close to him even if he forgot her. The document provides context that the poem is a 1927 love poem by Angelina Weld Grimké that examines each aspect of her lover's hands to portray a working-class man who provides gentle strength and comfort.

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“Your Hands” by Angelina Weld


Grimké
I love your hands:
They are big hands, firm hands, gentle hands;
Hair grows on the back near the wrist . . . .
I have seen the nails broken and stained
From hard work.
And yet, when you touch me,
I grow small . . . . . . . and quiet . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . And happy . . . . . . . .
If I might only grow small enough
To curl up into the hollow of your palm,
Your left palm,
Curl up, lie close and cling,
So that I might know myself always there,
. . . . . . . Even if you forgot.

Written in 1927 by Black poet and playwright Angelina Weld Grimké (1880–
1958), “Your Hands” is a sweet ode to an otherwise mundane part of the
human body. By examining each aspect of her lover’s hands, from his body
hair to his nails, Grimké paints a portrait of a working-class man who provides
gentle strength and comfort. This love poem totally gets that feeling of always
wanting to be close to your lover.

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