Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Remembrance - Poem by Maya Angelou

Your hands easy
weight, teasing the bees
hived in my hair, your smile at the
slope of my cheek. On the
occasion, you press
above me, glowing, spouting
readiness, mystery rapes
my reason

When you have withdrawn
your self and the magic, when
only the smell of your
love lingers between
my breasts, then, only
then, can I greedily consume
your presence.

Comments about Remembrance by Maya Angelou

  • Rogelio Guillermo (10/11/2017 8:58:00 AM)

    Love (or is it lust?) indeed, conquers all. (Report) Reply

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  • Sabita Sahoo (9/20/2017 3:07:00 PM)

    only the smell of your
    love lingers between
    my breasts, then, only
    then, can I greedily consume
    your presence.

    Nice poem.
    (Report) Reply

  • (8/29/2017 1:56:00 PM)

    How I would love to hear Maya Angelo reading her poems. The auto computer voice is not good.. All is not lost though, her voice was so distinctive one can summon up her sound and imagine she reads it to you personally! (Report) Reply

  • Suresh Raavi (6/24/2017 9:47:00 AM)

    Love making always needs the presence of souls (Report) Reply

  • Jemima Rivas (5/20/2016 2:16:00 PM)

    I did not understand (Report) Reply

  • (3/4/2016 8:05:00 AM)

    Again! Wow. This is just wonderful. We should have more poems like this or better! (Report) Reply

  • (8/25/2015 10:05:00 AM)

    ............beautiful and inspiring, nicely penned ★ (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (4/26/2014 5:15:00 PM)

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

  • Cynthia Plummer (1/16/2014 12:45:00 AM)

    Yes, some of us relate to similar memories. (Report) Reply

  • (8/14/2010 12:53:00 PM)

    The poem plays upon multiple meanings,
    the line your taking reaches consummation
    in the magic withdrawn and seed spent
    an afterglow of ecstasy savoured consumed
    (Report) Reply

  • (4/1/2010 8:50:00 AM)

    yea it is...remembering the special're right keith.... (Report) Reply

  • (2/26/2010 8:17:00 AM)

    This poem places images of a woman enjoying love making with her lover
    I think they are having foreplay… then they do the “deed”
    “When you have withdrawn
    Yourself and your magic…” After the “deed “is done and his fragrance or scent is left on her
    Then she will miss him and think about that special moment they shared or him (the memory of him)
    That’s what I think, what do you guys think?
    (Report) Reply

  • (12/26/2009 7:58:00 PM)

    wonderful................................. (Report) Reply

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Read poems about / on: magic, hair, smile, love, rape

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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