Our Grandmothers - Poem by Maya Angelou

" She stood midocean, seeking dry land." A touching account of enslaved's plight and helplessness. A great poem crafted by master craftsman. (Report)Reply

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this is great
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to long like linda this a poem not a book and i had to write this into a speech like i took 10 breaks and i had to rewrite this 7 times then i had to learn had to say it on my own then i had to say it in fount of the WHOLE SCHOOL and on top of that i messed up and i was laughed at by everybody even my teachers like come on man like no disrespect but this needs to be wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy shorter gezzez. (Report)Reply

Special people you cannot forget (Report)Reply

Its nice (Report)Reply

Maya writes the history not only of the slaves but their owners [a hard word to say when related to ownership of a human being] as well and the society in which they moved trying to find a way to live even in the church of God perverted by mankind's prejudices and smallnesses. No wonder she was a phenomenal woman and poet. (Report)Reply

Jez Burl(6/23/2018 3:02:00 PM)

I absolutely agree with u mam Susan...💗💖💟