Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

The Mothering Blackness - Poem by 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 heart waiting
rime of alien dreams befrosts her rich brown face
She came down creeping

She came home blameless
black yet as Hagar’s daughter
tall as was Sheba’s daughter
threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face
She came home blameless


Comments about The Mothering Blackness by Maya Angelou

  • Gold Star - 22,689 Points * Sunprincess * (8/30/2015 4:24:00 PM)

    .....nicely penned...an incredible poem ★ (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 5:30:00 PM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out  (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,936 Points Dave Walker (1/23/2012 6:39:00 AM)

    A fantastic poem, really great. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 23, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, January 23, 2012


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