Murtala Ramat (3/18/2008 5:31:00 AM)
nice poem.i want to translate it into bangla. |
Ojijo Ogilo (10/8/2007 4:09:00 AM)
Brings tears to my eyes, just like otehr poems from this wonderful African Woman...art forever...poerty ad infinitum |
Nitin Singh (1/28/2007 11:19:00 AM)
give us your hand, lead us on, impossibly beautiful..... |
Karen Clements (1/21/2007 3:05:00 PM)
This is amazing Maya Thank you Karen xx |
John Tiong Chunghoo (9/3/2006 8:03:00 AM)
give me your hand to feel the pulse of your poetry. good one maya. |
Lauren White (7/22/2006 10:44:00 AM)
A beautiful poem. Makes you really think. |
Becky Hughes (2/20/2006 6:30:00 PM)
I picture her writing this while wishing for a lost love. She asks for him to take her and lead her beyond the rage of poetry...rage because it is her outlet...the only thing she has left of him. She's saying, let others have the poetry...the love of loss of love...
But for her, she wants his hand. |
Rita Harrison (1/22/2006 3:38:00 PM)
I see this as sharing of brotherhood/sisterhood. Follow me when you are lost, guide me when I am lost. Give me your pain and let me help you with the load. We used to do that in life. What happened? When did we close down and quit caring about others. It takes so little to give a hand and in the end you receive so much back just in that simple endeavor of offering. Beautiful work. Rita |
Sasha Moore (11/6/2004 4:06:00 PM)
beautiful this poem keeps you questining and its just beautiful |
