• With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes?
  • First published in 1978 in her book, 'And Still I Rise,' the poem is an eloquent expression of self-respect and unbreakable spirit in the face of adversity.
  • And Still I Rise is author Maya Angelou's third volume of poetry, published by Random House in 1978.
  • ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise.
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    The caged bird sings/ with a fearful trill/ of things unknown/ but longed for still/ and his tune is…
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  • From Angelou’s collection And Still I Rise (1978). This poem is a response to society’s attitudes from black women.
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    Maya Angelou’s unforgettable collection of poetry lends its name to the documentary film about her life, And Still I Rise, as seen on PBS’s American Masters.
  • ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise.
  • Download or read book Still I Rise written by Aubry McMahon and published by Lulu.com. This book was released on 2015-11-02 with total page 165 pages.
  • Still I Rise” has served as inspiration for many because of the universal appeal of its themes of self-assuredness, strength, and perseverance.
  • And Still I Rise by Maya Angelou, 1978, Random House edition, in English - 1st ed.
  • Maya Angelou, an American author, poet and civil rights activist, rose to prominence with the publication of “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings” in 1969...
  • Still I Rise”, by Maya Angelou is a poem that was released in 1978 as a part of the poet’s third volume of poetry, And Still I Rise.
  • Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. ... I rise I rise I rise. From And Still I Rise by Maya Angelou.