A Conceit by Maya Angelou Give me your hand Make room for me to lead and follow you beyond this rage of poetry. 2 2
Weekend Glory by Maya Angelou Some clichty folks don’t know the facts, posin’ and preenin’ and puttin’ on acts, stretchin’ their backs. 2
Come, and Be my Baby by Maya Angelou The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that Some people wrap their lies around And you sit wondering 5 15
Country Lover by Maya Angelou Funky blues Keen toed shoes High water pants Saddy night dance Red soda water
Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou Pretty women wonder where my secre I’m not cute or built to suit a fa But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, 7
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? 2 18
California Prodigal by Maya Angelou FOR DAVID P—B The eye follows, the land Slips upward, creases down, forms The gentle buttocks of a young Giant. In the nestle,
The Mask by Maya Angelou We wear the mask that grins and li It shades our cheeks and hides our This debt we pay to human guile With torn and bleeding hearts… We smile and mouth the myriad subt 4 22
The Detached by Maya Angelou We die, Welcoming Bluebeards to our darke Stranglers to our outstretched nec Stranglers, who neither care nor care to know that