Category Archives: Maya Angelou

4 April 1928 – 28 May 2014

Poem – When Great Trees Fall

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls … Continue reading

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Poem – Old Folks Laugh

They have spent their content of simpering, holding their lips this and that way, winding the lines between their brows. Old folks allow their bellies to jiggle like slow tambourines. The hollers rise up and spill over any way they … Continue reading

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Poem – Glory Fall 

Glory falls around us  as we sob  a dirge of  desolation on the Cross  and hatred is the ballast of  the rock  which his upon our necks  and underfoot.  We have woven  robes of silk  and clothed our nakedness  with … Continue reading

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Poem – Kin 

FOR BAILEY We were entwined in red rings  Of blood and loneliness before  The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds  Above a virgin forest, and  Men ran naked, blue and black  Skinned into the warm embraces  Of Sheba, … Continue reading

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Poem – Human Family

I note the obvious differences in the human family. Some of us are serious, some thrive on comedy. Some declare their lives are lived as true profundity, and others claim they really live the real reality. The variety of our … Continue reading

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These Yet To Be United States – Maya Angelou 

Tremors of your network  cause kings to disappear.  Your open mouth in anger  makes nations bow in fear.  Your bombs can change the seasons,  obliterate the spring.  What more do you long for ?  Why are you suffering ?  You … Continue reading

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The Mothering Blackness – Maya Angelou 

She came home running  back to the mothering blackness  deep in the smothering blackness  white tears icicle gold plains of her face  She came home running  She came down creeping  here to the black arms waiting  now to the warm … Continue reading

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