Discovered accidentally, at Scene 9, a poem that is exactly to my taste. It talks about feminism and about the history of African Americans. This unexpected find has truly intrigued me. The way the poem weaves together the themes of feminism and the rich and complex history of African Americans is remarkable. It offers a unique perspective that makes me think deeply about both these important aspects of our society. It seems to bring to light the struggles and achievements of both women and African Americans throughout history. I am eager to explore this poem further and understand its hidden meanings and messages. It has opened up a new world of thought and reflection for me, and I look forward to sharing my insights with others.

And Still I Give it 5 stars!

I gave "Just Give Me a Cool Drink of Water 'fore I Diiie" 5 stars, "Oh Pray My Wings Are Gonna Fit Me Well" gets 5 stars and "And Still I Rise" deserves another 5! Maya Angelou is simply a national treasure. Her voice has stayed with us even after she has departed. In fact, I believe this third poetry book of the series is even slightly better than the other 2. But there is no score above 5 just like there's no percentage over 100%. I've heard people say they are giving 110%, so maybe Maya is getting an inexistent 6 for ASIR!

Surely you have heard some of these famous poems. Some of which seem song-like.

Phenomenal Woman is a remarkable piece. Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size. But when I start to tell them, they think I'm telling lies. I say, it's in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips. I'm a woman, phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that's me.

I walk into a room just as cool as you please, and to a man, the fellows stand or fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, a hive of honey bees. I say, it's the fire in my eyes, and the flash of my teeth, the swing in my waist, and the joy in my feet. I'm a woman, phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that's me.

There are 2 more verses that follow in the same vein. I looked her up and watched a video of the author herself declaiming this poem. It was truly remarkable. She acted out each portion of the text. You could hear her sonorous deep voice and note her training in dance in every movement made. There was a melodic rhythm to the poetry.

Continuing in this vein, "Phenomenal Woman" reminds me greatly of "I'm Every Woman" by Ashford and Simpson and sung by the fabulous, confident Chaka Khan. These are examples of precursors to hip-hop where the singers would engage in one-upmanship. Although originally an activity dominated by Black males, in "Phenomenal Woman" and "I'm Every Woman", females are boasting about their female prowess: being the best at getting and keeping men. Interestingly, the same is starting to happen with current female hip-hop artists such as Cardi B., Megan Thee Stallion, and Nicki Minaj.

In contrast, the eponymous poem "Still I Rise" is clearly song-like, but with additional social commentary, a large dose of survival, and hope. Poetry of this nature is meant to be orally declaimed or at least read aloud. These two poems will give you an idea of Maya Angelou's breadth of topics.

It's difficult to believe a book written over 40 years ago could continue to be so relevant today. Whichever way the pendulum of freedom and equality may swing, I'm awaiting the day these dreams and hopes are realized. We are only as strong as each of us.

Maya Angelou is truly one of my all-time favorite writers and poets. Her book 'Still I Rise', which was published in 2001, once again showcases her remarkable talent.

Each and every verse in this book is not only powerful and moving on its own, but it is also enhanced by the incredible art work done by the Mexican master, Diego Rivera. The combination of Angelou's words and Rivera's art creates a literary and visual feast that is truly unforgettable.

Angelou's poetry in 'Still I Rise' is filled with themes of empowerment, resilience, and hope. Her words have the ability to inspire and uplift readers, no matter what they may be going through in life.

Overall, 'Still I Rise' is a masterpiece that demonstrates the power of both literature and art to touch our hearts and souls. It is a book that I will continue to cherish and revisit time and time again.

Still I Rise is Maya Angelou's powerful and inspiring ode to women of color everywhere.

Her words are like a clarion call, encouraging them to believe that they too can achieve great things.

This poem reaches for the heights, and it serves as a reminder that every person, regardless of gender, race, ethnicity, or social standing, should strive for the same.

It is all too easy for women of color to feel that the world is not set up for them to dream big, but Angelou's signature poem shatters that perception.

When combined with the beautiful artwork of Diego Rivera, the piece takes on an even greater depth.

All that is lacking is the addition of improvisational jazz to complete the experience.

During Women's History Month, this work is a necessary reminder for women to hear, to believe in themselves, and to rise above any obstacles that come their way.

4.5 stars.

Wishing so badly I was in DC today to hear these poems read at the Women's March.

It would have been an amazing experience to be there, surrounded by like-minded individuals, listening to the powerful words that could inspire and move us.

The first poem, with its lines "Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own backyard," seems to convey a sense of confidence and self-assuredness.

It's as if the speaker is not afraid to be who they are, despite any potential criticism or judgment from others.

The second poem, "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," is equally powerful.

It shows the resilience and strength of the human spirit, that no matter what kind of negativity is thrown our way, we can rise above it and continue to move forward.

These poems have the potential to touch the hearts and souls of many, and I truly wish I could have been there to hear them read.

I received this book as a beautiful gift from my son and his partner. They both share my deep love for Maya Angelou's writing.

It is truly a precious present that I will cherish forever.

Maya Angelou's words are like a magical charm that can touch the deepest part of my heart. Her writing is lyrical, rich, and powerful, filled with both grace and courage.

I can't wait to immerse myself in her words over and over again, to let her wisdom and inspiration wash over me.

This book is not just a collection of words, but a source of strength and motivation for me.

Every time I open it, I feel like I am embarking on a new journey of self-discovery and growth.

I am so grateful to my son and his partner for giving me this wonderful gift.

It will always hold a special place in my heart.

It is always an absolute delight to read wonderful poetry. The works of Maya Angelou are a prime example of this. She covers a remarkable range of topics in her poetry. From the joys and sorrows of everyday life to the broader themes of love, loss, and hope. However, one thing that remains constant throughout her poetry is her celebration of people and the human spirit.

Angelou's words have the power to touch the hearts and souls of readers. She has a unique ability to capture the essence of what it means to be human. Her poetry is a testament to the resilience and beauty of the human spirit. Whether she is writing about her own experiences or those of others, she always manages to find the light in the darkness and the good in the bad.

Reading Angelou's poetry is like taking a journey through the human experience. It is a journey that is filled with emotions, both positive and negative. But it is also a journey that is ultimately uplifting and inspiring. Her words have the power to make us feel more connected to ourselves and to others. They remind us that we are all part of something greater than ourselves and that our lives have meaning and purpose.

A collection of poems that, in style, has reminded me a great deal of the current spoken word, but also of the vocabulary and musicality of Nina Simone's texts.

Often, when I read poetry, I am very immoderate: either I feel invaded by it, enthusiastic (in the very etymological sense of "filled by the god"), or the verses run down my body like an April drizzle, with imperceptibility and indifference.

Some poems in this collection have been a bit like a drizzle: others, instead, especially those in which the entire universe of "blackness" explodes, with its own, heavy historical and social burden, have let Angelou's literary mastery seep through.

So a half-successful attempt, but I reserve the right to explore her other works more deeply.

I just love Maya Angelou’s voice.

Her voice is like a gentle breeze that caresses the soul, carrying with it the weight of her experiences and the power of her words.

When she speaks or recites her poetry, it is as if time stands still and we are transported into a world of her making.

Her voice has a unique quality that is both soothing and inspiring, able to touch the hearts of people from all walks of life.

Whether she is sharing stories of her childhood, her struggles, or her triumphs, her voice always manages to convey the depth of her emotions and the wisdom she has gained along the way.

Maya Angelou’s voice is truly a gift, and I feel privileged to have the opportunity to listen to it and be moved by it.

It is a voice that will continue to resonate through the ages, inspiring generations to come.

I have a vague impression that the translation is largely responsible for this not exactly flattering rating.

It seems that there might be some issues or inaccuracies in the translation process that have led to this less than satisfactory assessment. Perhaps the translator did not fully capture the essence or nuances of the original text, resulting in a translation that fails to convey the intended meaning effectively.

This could potentially impact the overall perception and understanding of the content by the readers or users. It is important to ensure that translations are of high quality and accurately represent the original work to avoid such negative ratings.

Maybe a more thorough review and improvement of the translation could be considered to enhance its quality and value.

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Poets can express their deepest emotions, thoughts, and ideas through the medium of poetry, and share them with the world through the pages of a poetry journal.

These journals not only provide a space for self-expression but also allow for the discovery and appreciation of new voices and perspectives in the world of poetry.

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PART ONE

Touch Me, Life, Not Softly


This is a remembrance for Paul. The poet recalls how his hands were an easy weight, teasing the bees that were hived in her hair. His smile at the slope of her cheek was so enchanting. On that special occasion, he pressed above her, glowing and spouting readiness. The mystery of it all raped her reason. But when he withdrew himself and the magic, and only the smell of his love lingered between her breasts, then, only then, could she greedily consume his presence.


Where We Belong, A Duet


The singer sings about searching for someone to care in every town and village, in every city square, and in crowded places. She hopes to find that special person among the faces she sees.


The Singer Will Not Sing
(for A.L.)


A benison was given but remained unused. No angels were promised, and their sexlessness was behind the fluttering of banal lies. No trumpets gloried in the prophecies of fabled fame. Yet, harmonies waited in her stiff throat, and new notes lay expectant on her stilled tongue. Her lips are ridged and fleshy, like purpled night birds snuggled to rest. The mouth is seamed and voiceless, and sounds do not lift beyond those reddened walls. She came too late and lonely to this place.