A review by jessicajane
A Song Flung Up To Heaven by Maya Angelou

3.0

Maya Angelou’s autobiography, vol 6. 1965-1968

This one wasn’t as good as the previous volumes, not a lot happened and parts felt like just a list of events and names. That said, I’m comparing to the other books that were absolute masterpieces and Angelou’s beautiful command of the written word made even the most mundane of stories enjoyable to read. The parts I did find very interesting were the deeply personal accounts of grief after the assassinations of Malcolm X and Martin Luther King Jr and the way that these affected the black community. I felt that this was a very valuable insight into that specific time and place, but also more generally into the struggles and sorrows and joys of living in a marginalised ethnic community.