Passing Time

Passing Time

por Maya Angelou

Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk

One paints the beginning
of a certain end.

The other, the end of a
sure beginning.

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

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness

I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,

There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home

When love is a shimmering curtain
Before a door of chance
That leads to a world in question

When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s siz …
But when I start to tell them,

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