Author: Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when […]

When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, […]

I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs, Rotting […]

A free bird leaps on the back Of the wind and floats downstream Till the current ends and dips his […]

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt […]

Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave Irreverent. Those sweet […]

We, unaccustomed to courage Exiles from delight Live coiled in shells of loneliness Until love leaves its high holy temple […]

Some clichty folks Don’t know the facts, Posin’ and preenin’ And puttin’ on acts, Stretchin’ their backs. They move into […]

Your hands easy Weight, teasing the bees Hived in my hair, your smile at the Slope of my cheek. On […]

There are some nights when Sleep plays coy, Aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles That I employ to win […]