Maya Angelou (1928 – 2014)

Today, the first and last of every Tree
Speaks to humankind. Come to me, here beside the River…
Plant yourself beside me, here beside the River.

–Excerpt from “On the Pulse of the Morning”

Red Wolf Poems remembers Maya Angelou, who passed into the great beyond on May 28, 2014. She was 86 years old.

She has given us so much. For some poets, hers were the first words of poetry ever read. With her words, she celebrated individuals, gave encouragement, shed a light on wrongs and injustice, and educated many. By shedding light on the inner life and environment of herself — one African-American woman — she reminded us of our common humanity.

Poets, feel free to leave your thoughts, prayers, poetry, or anything else here.

“Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God.”
–Dr. Angelou’s last tweet
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14 thoughts on “Maya Angelou (1928 – 2014)

  1. From the archives
    Feb. 11th 2012 @ Poetic Bloomings (A Cento)

    REMEMBERING
    We saw beyond our seeming
    your beauty is a thunder
    and found my senses lost…
    We knew and lied our knowing
    as winter sunshine, a new
    sure as a summer breeze
    I am the Rhyme –
    my spirit is a surge of open seas.
    How to find my soul a home
    or if my dream was true,
    where water is not thirsty
    a hive of honey bees
    the sunfelt warmth.
    To cure their hearts of stone
    the day, silver striped
    and the trade winds
    soft through the sighing trees…
    trunks of secret words.

    Compiled by Hannah Gosselin and Metaphors and Smiles in 2012 and edited in 2014

    Title and content all from a “Maya Angelou Book of Poems.”

    My note from 2012: “That was too much fun! She’s one of my favorites from when I first started loving poetry in high school. Such sweet poeming memories!”

    And a link to another that was inspired by Maya: http://wordrustling.wordpress.com/2012/04/10/listening-to-the-rock/

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  3. Maya

    may you rest against the shores of deliberate intentions
    may the stars recall your soul in the limelight of sacred moons
    you stand by the horse of free will
    you gave choices to the friendless and loved the tree of life
    the moment came and they took you away
    for this we stray in thought
    remembering you in every word placed on the page
    let us knight you this night
    and carry a torch of love for a feminine inquiry
    may love not be restrained
    and hope always available to the earth and skies forevermore

  4. There is no death,
    just emerging
    from material form,
    with a shake of damp,
    fresh wings of
    remembering, and
    a smile for the familiar,
    the known and what
    has always been, and
    was, even in the time
    of earthly forgetting.

  5. NB: Not all of it copied over and I can’t delete the first post. Hence, Number Two.

    There is no death,
    just emerging
    from material form,
    with a shake of damp,
    fresh wings of
    remembering, and
    a smile for the familiar,
    the known and what
    has always been, and
    was, even in the time
    of earthly forgetting,
    held within the
    cocoon of incarnation,
    protected by the shell
    of Self which held
    for that brief time,
    your eternal Soul.

    • I really appreciate how you connect the earthly forgetting with the eternal soul, it is pleasing and brings a wonderful tie in with the cocoon of incarnation, maybe Maya will come back through our poetic intentions, I hope her work lives on forever.

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