Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Maya Angelou Poems

1. Our Grandmothers 7/14/2015
2. Clothes 7/6/2015
3. On Aging 5/14/2015
4. Life Doesn't Frighten Me 8/6/2015
5. Old Folks Laugh 2/10/2015
6. These Yet To Be United States 1/17/2015
7. The Health-Food Diner 12/16/2014
8. Human Family 12/4/2014
9. We Had Him 1/13/2014
10. Equality 1/3/2015
11. California Prodigal 1/23/2012
12. The Mothering Blackness 1/23/2012
13. Kin 1/23/2012
14. A Plagued Journey 1/23/2012
15. Awaking In New York 1/23/2012
16. A Brave And Startling Truth 1/23/2012
17. On The Pulse Of Morning 1/3/2003
18. Momma Welfare Roll 1/3/2003
19. Weekend Glory 1/3/2003
20. When You Come 1/3/2003
21. Remembrance 1/3/2003
22. Million Man March Poem 1/3/2003
23. Insomniac 1/3/2003
24. The Detached 6/18/2005
25. Passing Time 1/3/2003
26. They Went Home 6/18/2005
27. Refusal 1/3/2003
28. A Conceit 1/3/2003
29. The Lesson 1/3/2003
30. Men 1/3/2003
31. Woman Work 1/3/2003
32. Touched By An Angel 1/3/2003
33. Alone 1/3/2003
34. Caged Bird 1/3/2003
35. Still I Rise 1/3/2003
36. Phenomenal Woman 1/3/2003
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 ...

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Million Man March Poem

The night has been long,
The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.

Under a dead blue sky on a distant beach,
I was dragged by my braids just beyond your reach.
Your hands were tied, your mouth was bound,
You couldn't even call out my name.

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