Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Comments about Maya Angelou

  • Richard Benton (7/22/2013 7:41:00 PM)

    I'm just glad to see that this assinine ranking has not gone unchallenged.

    118 person liked.
    41 person did not like.
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  • Itai Oscar (6/16/2013 11:14:00 AM)

    Great work! A poetry runs in her blood...

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  • Vineet Chhikara Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 1:37:00 AM)

    Have a look at my poems... and rate them... i am sure you will like them.... :)

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  • Barack Obama (5/14/2013 7:27:00 AM)

    ay mayas ma nigga forreal

  • James Meurant (4/23/2013 4:25:00 AM)

    When I see Maya Angelou's poetry (to dare call it such) I feel like clawing my eyes out.

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  • Biswajit Basu (3/2/2013 5:14:00 AM)

    Why must we compare? Maya is a poet...period. She is black...period. She is a woman...period. These are all incidental attibutes. What has it got to do with her poetry which, I am sure, was never written in a spirit of competition with other poets. She is good and that is it. Let's just accept that and forget the rating of #1.

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

Touched By An Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies

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