Category : POEM

POEM OF THE DAY: I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS BY MAYA ANGELOU

I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends

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POEM OF THE DAY: THE FISH IN THE STONE BY RITA DOVE

THE FISH IN THE STONE The fish in the stone would like to fall back into the sea. He is weary of analysis, the

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POEM OF THE DAY: ALL I GOTTA DO BY NIKKI GIOVANNI

ALL I GOTTA DO all i gotta do is sit and wait sit and wait and it’s gonna find me all i gotta do

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POEM OF THE DAY: JADA BY TUPAC SHAKUR

JADA    u r the omega of my heart the foundation of my conception of love when i think of what a black woman

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POEM OF THE DAY: SONNET 29  BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

SONNET 29   When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my

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POEM OF THE DAY: DEDICATION BY WOLE SOYINKA

DEDICATION Earth will not share the rafter’s envy; dung floors Break, not the gecko’s slight skin, but its fall Taste this soil for death

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POEM OF THE DAY: THE FAREWELL BY EDWARD FIELD

THE FAREWELL   They say the ice will hold so there I go, forced to believe them by my act of trusting people, stepping

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POEM OF THE DAY: MEN BY MAYA ANGELOU

MEN    When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street.  Wino men, old

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POEM OF THE DAY: DREAM DEFERRED BY LANGSTON HUGHES

DREAM DEFERRED    What happens to a dream deferred?   Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun?   Or fester like

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POEM OF THE DAY: Bad Day By Kay Ryan

Bad Day   Not every day is a good day for the elfin tailor. Some days the stolen cloth reveals what it was made

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POEM OF THE DAY: PRISONERS BY YUSEF KOMUNYAKAA

PRISONERS Usually at the helipad I see them stumble-dance across the hot asphalt with crokersacks over their heads, moving toward the interrogation huts, thin-framed

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POEM OF THE DAY: BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP FOR DEATH BY EMILY DICKINSON

BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP FOR DEATH   Because I could not stop for Death– He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but

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