![]() ![]() Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. It's more of a fleeting introduction to her work. But only in the lobby could one find a presentation of 'Maya Angelou and Still I Rise,' a new documentary about her creative genius. Maya Angelou (1928-2014), best known for her autobiography I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. A museum dedicated to the life of multi-hyphenate Maya Angelou would easily take up a city block, stand over ten stories tall and still feature rotating exhibits. It is one of Maya Angelous most famous and popular poems. Maya Angelou: And Still I Rise is the first feature documentary about the incomparable Dr. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Still I Rise is an empowering poem about the struggle to overcome prejudice and injustice. Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. ![]() Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. By Dr Oliver Tearle (Loughborough University) ‘Still I Rise’ is a poem by the American poet Maya Angelou (1928-2014), published in her 1978 collection And Still I Rise. Maya Angelou: And Still I Rise is a co-production of The People’s Poet Media Group, LLC, THIRTEEN’s American Masters for WNET, and ITVS in association with Artemis Rising. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. This clip from American Masters Maya Angelou: And Still I Rise features part of her performance at the inauguration and provides background about Clinton’s reasons for asking her, her response, and how the poem was received by the public. ![]()
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