Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Comments about Maya Angelou

  • Rookie Navneet Singh (2/7/2015 6:03:00 PM)

    Please can you help me to make a poem on 10 words pleasee..... Astronmy, rotation, revolution, geocentric, heliocentric, parallax, orbit, galaxy, asteriod, and collision please can you help me

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  • Rookie - 452 Points Karan Pratap Singh (1/10/2015 3:33:00 PM)

    Indeed a great poet. I read her phnenomenal woman. It's my all time fav.

  • Rookie - 54 Points Grace Moneymaker (12/23/2014 6:07:00 PM)

    She was a great poet. Although I haven't read much of her poetry, I'd say 'Phenomenal Woman' is my all-time favorite. Any criticism is just nonsense.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Jaime Goldblatt (12/21/2014 11:15:00 PM)

    To A Poemhunter, Who Would Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators Of The Art

    You say, as you have often given tongue
    In praise of what another's said or sung,
    'Twere politic to do the like by these;
    But was there 'er a dog that praised a flea
    As awful as Angelou?
    Quattro of five cento?
    Phenomenally Ridiculous
    Quattro of five cento?
    Not by work or base-born product,
    Only by dint of birth.
    Shame and scorn on you.
    Huntsman Rody blow your horn,
    This hound can hunt no more.

  • Rookie Pat O'kennedy (11/28/2014 3:16:00 PM)

    Has the talent and skill of good poets. These poems are a joy to read.

  • Rookie - 101 Points Ali Baba (11/20/2014 10:25:00 AM)

    Nice poem

  • Bronze Star - 2,323 Points Melikhaya Zagagana (10/27/2014 9:23:00 AM)

    We have lost a True mother, she is such an example and a great poetess.

  • Rookie - 523 Points Gigi Levin (10/21/2014 10:28:00 AM)

    Hey, which nitwit decided that Robert Frost, although a good poet, was ANY match for Maya Angelou! ? If anybody's with me, let's all help Maya reclaim her rightful spot on the top of the top 500 poets list.

  • Rookie - 566 Points Dr. Ravipal Bharshankar (9/14/2014 12:18:00 PM)

    It's a very simply said poem.

  • Rookie - 0 Points Beautyruined Byinternet (8/16/2014 10:12:00 PM)

    this automatic android audio reading thing... is miserable. it's the stupidest thing i've ever seen. it's like serving a rare top sirloin steak in a mcdonalds burger wrapper. it's like listening to gershwin in a chuck e cheese ballpit with 10,000 screaming toddlers.

    this is ridiculous.

    this form of idiocy and complete oblivious bad taste hurts poetry.

    this website which at first seemed like a usable relevant resource... now i only wish to see it banned. on a medium such as the internet where the updatable content is 99.9% trash, this website is firmly in those ranks.

    not a gem.

    just more ruinous waste.


    imagine if a person such as myself opens multiple tabs to chance read multiple poems. consider the resulting cacophony as twenty poems are automatically begun to be read by android voices. this is insane. why is it automatic? I understand some people are miserable souls with no taste... but why would you force that on everyone else by making it automatic? if a person wants trash, fine... let them click their way into the void. but trash shouldn't be forced upon us.

    and why the generated android voice. poetry is a passion. a person with passion would have read the poems themselves. not used this disgusting fake 1989 computer voicing.

    have some common sense.

    be sensible.

    disable the automatic feed.

    or better yet... get rid of this altogether.

Best Poem of Maya Angelou

Phenomenal Woman

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 ...

Read the full of Phenomenal Woman

The Lesson

I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.

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