Retrieve Maya Angelou Poetry Collection Edited By Maya Angelou File

Take the blinders from your vision,
take the padding from your ears,
and confess youve heard me crying,
and admit youve seen my tears.


Hear the tempo so compelling,
hear the blood throb in my veins,
Yes, my drums are beating nightly,
and the rhythms never change,

Equality, and I will be free, Maya Angelou writes with rhythm, verve, anger, celebration, sexiness, Her poetry is measured, balanced, and rhymed, and it carries the music of her spirit, Whether defiant, empowering, confrontational, sensual, or accepting, each poem is an anthem,

Personal favourites include Caged Bird, Preacher Don't Send Me, On Working White Liberals, Still I Rise, and Equality.

Equality
You declare you see me dimly
through a glass which will not shine,
though I stand before you boldly,
trim in rank and marking time.


You do own to hear me faintly
as a whisper out of range,
while my drums beat out the message
and the rhythms never change.


Equality, and I will be free,
Equality, and I will be free,

You announce my ways are wanton,
that I fly from man to man,
but if I'm just a shadow to you,
could you ever understand

We have lived a painful history,
we know the shameful past,
but I keep on marching forward,
and you keep on coming last.


Equality, and I will be free,
Equality, and I will be free,

Take the blinders from your vision,
take the padding from your ears,
and confess you've heard me crying,
and admit you've seen my tears.


Hear the tempo so compelling,
hear the blood throb in my veins,
Yes, my drums are beating nightly,
and the rhythms never change,

Equality, and I will be free,
Equality, and I will be free,

Favorite poems:

In a Time
Alone
Africa
Song for the Old Ones
Phenomenal Woman
Still I Rise
A Good Woman Feeling Bad
Unmeasured Tempo
Caged Bird
Weekend Glory
Prescience She came to my college to give a lecture.
Unfortunately, as I was the night circulation supervisor in the library, I couldn't go, But my favorite literature teacher, Helen Cullins Smith who was the lady responsible for Ms, Angelou's coming gave her the poem I'd been inspired to write, . . Helen came into the library the next day and gave me an announcement that Maya had signed, . . it said "Wanda Lea Write On!" I'm still reading her works, A beautiful collection of poems by the wonderful and amazing poet, the late Maya Angelou,
There is really nothing else that needs said, I rarely read poetry because I have difficulty connecting with it, But this collection, on audio, is performed by the author herself, and hearing it in her own voice is profoundly moving, It gave me the opportunity to experience some of her less widely known work, Some of my favorites:
sitelink Sounds Like Pearls
sitelink Poor Girl
sitelink On Reaching Forty

I was also delighted to hear her actually sing parts of several spirituals that were the inspiration for the poem she wrote for Clintons inauguration.


Audiobook version, on CD ISBN, that I purchased on a sale rack years ago, Looking it up online just now in hopes of getting some audio samples to link to, I was amazed at the prices, but it looks as though its commonly available at public libraries, per WorldCat.


For the Twelve Tasks of the Festive Season book challenge, Task the Fifth: The Kwanzaa Read a book written by an AfricanAmerican author or set in an African country
Actual rating,.
stars. I loved most of the poems in this collection but a few of them just didn't click with me probably because I wasn't familiar with the sociocultural contexts within.
I got my copy from my grandmother and I loved reading through these poems seeing which ones my grandmother stared or small notes she made, I read each poem out loud, Some I cried immediately, some I knew I'd have to circle back and reread, I'm so grateful to have this copy and to read these poems Breathe, Brother,
and displace a moments hate with organized love,

Still I Rise is one of my favorite poems, Watch her reciting it here, it will melt your heart: sitelink be/qviMGnJbOM
Simply divine and delightful, I love Maya Angelou and was so sad when she past away,
I don't read poetry usually but loved Maya Angelou's work and loved hearing her when she recited her work,
While reading this I could image Ms, Angelou reciting it in her beautiful deep voice that had so much character to it,
A range of subjects from rights of a people a gender to spiritual beliefs,
Beautiful! Such a beautiful and heartfelt read, My favorite poem had to be Still I Rise, my favorite line being: "You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise.
" Maya is such an inspirational and captivating woman and I'm so happy to have read her some of her work, I plan to read more soon and have more of Maya in my life, :
Lovely poetry.
I've just loved throughout all poems encrypted so greatly with deep emotions,
An incredible piece of poems,
What a catastrophic selection of words,

Some Good lines
"I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike"

"I note the obvious differences
in the human family.

Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy"

"Life is too busy, wearying me,
Questions and answers and heavy thought,
I've subtracted and added and multiplied,
and all my figuring has come to naught,
Today I'll give up living, "

"My life ain't heaven
but it sure ain't hell,
I'm not on top
but I call it swell
if I'm able to work
and get paid right
and have the luck to be Black
on a Saturday night"

"If they want to learn how to live life

right,
they ought to study me on Saturday night"

"You said to lean on Your arm
And I'm leaning
You said to trust in Your love
And I'm trusting
You said to call on Your name
And I'm calling
I'm stepping out on Your word.

You said You'd be my protection,
My only and glorious saviour,
My beautiful Rose of Sharon,
And I'm stepping out on Your word,
Your word.
Joy Joy
The wonderful word of the Son of God, "

"When you see me walking, stumbling,
Don't study and get it wrong,
'Cause tired don't mean lazy
And every goodbye ain't gone,
I'm the same person I was back then,
A little less hair, a little less chin,
A lot less lungs and much less wind,
But ain't I lucky I can still breathe in, "
"Black like the hour of the night
When your love turns and wriggles close to your side
Black as the earth which has given birth
To nations, and when all else is gone will abide"

"Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide"

"You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise"

"When the sun rises
I am the time.

When the children sing
I am the Rhyme, "

"Then you rose into my life
Like a promised sunrise,
Brightening my days with the light in your eyes,
I've never been so strong,
Now I'm where I belong"

"Funky blues
Keen toed shoes
High water pants
Saddy night dance
Red soda water
and anybody's daughter"

"Thus she had lain
sugarcane sweet
deserts her hair
golden her feet
mountains her breasts
two Niles her tears.

Thus she has lain
Black through the years, "
"Suits on Me
All the people out of work,
Hold for three, then twist and jerk,
Cross the line, they count you out,
That's what hopping's all about,
Both feet flat, the game is done,
They think I lost, I think I won"

"They'd nasty manners, held like banners,
while they looked down their nosewise,
I'd see 'em in hell, before they'd sell
me one thing they're wearing, clotheswise, "

"What a pity
that pity has folded in upon itself
an old man's mouth
whose teeth are gone
and I have no pity.
"

"Where touch to touch is feel
And life a weary whore
I would be carried off, not gently
To a shore,
Where love is the scream of anguish
And no curtain drapes the door.
"

"I lost a doll once and cried for a week,
She could open her eyes, and do all but speak,
I believe she was took, by some dollsnatching sneak,
I tell you, I hate to lose something, "
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