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And Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

chaptersandscreens's review against another edition

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5.0

Nothing to really add to what may have already been said in a previous review that I did before. As always, I love Maya, hearing her voice and just enjoying her wisdom.

john_sadler's review against another edition

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5.0

Favourite poems:
  • Where we belong, a duet
  • Refusal
  • Just for a time
  • The lesson
  • Still I rise
  • Caged bird
  • Prescience 

ellanette's review against another edition

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emotional funny hopeful inspiring reflective

5.0

dougawells's review against another edition

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5.0

Fierce and gorgeous - to be read over and over

joanamvr's review against another edition

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inspiring reflective

4.0

beth_francine's review against another edition

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5.0

Maya is one of my top favorite poets of all time. Especially the And Still I Rise poem. A stunning piece of work done by this insanely talented woman. Words fell short for her type of writing.

t01naa's review against another edition

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3.0

Poem in english

elana_black's review against another edition

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3.0

5 ⭐️ for Woman Work, Still I Rise and On Aging

Lire des versions bilingues me conforte dans la conviction que je ne traduirai jamais de la poésie

iambuko's review against another edition

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dark emotional sad fast-paced

4.0

A fast read? I'm not yet sure how to read poems (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ Maybe I should have started with "poetry books for beginners" hehe. 

Anyways, I feel like most of these poems are written in the literal sense, but I feel like I need to do read up on other people's interpretations to check if I were able to receive the message. I think to appreciate this book more, I need to learn more about the author and her environment when she wrote these poems. 

Overall, I'm amazed how some of the short poems can paint a vivid story and evoke strong emotions. I feel like I want to read more poems in the future. (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

An excerpt - a shocking and sad story captured in a few seconds of reading. 

-To Beat the Child Was Bad Enough -

A young body, light 
As winter sunshine, a new 
Seed’s bursting promise, 
Hung from a string of silence 
Above its future. 
(The chance of choice was never known.) 
Hunger, new hands, strange voices, 
Its cry came natural, tearing. 
Water boiled in innocence, gaily 
In a cheap pot. 
The child exchanged its 
Curiosity for terror. 
The skin Withdrew, the flesh submitted. 
Now, cries make shards 
Of broken air, beyond an unremembered 
Hunger and the peace of strange hands. 

A young body floats. Silently.

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haneenamer's review against another edition

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5.0

‘My spirit is the surge of open seas.’

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So so so so so so so so so so so so so so beautiful.