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Flannery O'Connor answered the mystery for me of why I write?
I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.
Tag Archives: maya angelou
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou (1928-2014)
You may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may tread me in the very dirtBut still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you?Why are you beset with gloom?‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wellsPumping … Continue reading
Afghanistan: US Having Two Debates by Molly Ivins (October 17, 2001)
As the twenty-year anniversary of 09/11 approaches and as the US makes a chaotic messy devastating departure from Afghanistan, I struggle to connect two events I’ve witnessed with my own eyes. Maya Angelou’s poem On the Pulse of Morning offered … Continue reading
maya angelou: a woman of substance and survival
This post is actually a combination of two I wrote in prior years on the life of one of my favorite writers, Maya Angelou. The first was written on the day of her death in May, 2014, the second on … Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, politics, racism, Random, Reflections, sexism, Slice of Life, sports, The Way Life Is Tagged barack obama, dr martin luther king jr, human rights campaign national dinner in 1998, i wonder why the caged bird sings, maya angelou, women's history month, wouldn't take nothing for my journey now 4 Comments
today I need a little help
Dear Anybody, More images of killings in our streets, parking lots, playgrounds, classrooms, movie theaters, night clubs, houses of worship, baseball fields, homes, offices, You Name the Scene of another one before Shazam does. Another series of cases of blatant … Continue reading
Maya Angelou: wouldn’t take nothing for my journey now
“Being a woman is hard work. Not without joy and even ecstasy, but still relentless, unending work. Becoming an old female may require only being born with certain genitalia, inheriting long-living genes and the fortune not to be run over … Continue reading
Maya Angelou and Coach Dawn Staley – the power of personhood
American poet, author, civil rights activist Maya Angelou (1928 – 2014) and Coach Dawn Staley, head basketball coach of the University of South Carolina women’s basketball team – what’s not to love and admire about these women in March or any other month? https://thedrabble.wordpress.com. … Continue reading
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