You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
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.
Just like moons and like suns,
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?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
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.
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.
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.
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.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
About the Author
Maya Angelou was born Marguerite Johnson in St. Louis, Missouri, on April 4, 1928. She grew up in St. Louis and Stamps, Arkansas. She is an author, poet, historian, songwriter, playwright, dancer, stage and screen producer, director, performer, singer, and civil rights activist. She is best known for her autobiographical books: All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes (1986), The Heart of a Woman (1981), Singin' and Swingin' and Gettin' Merry Like Christmas (1976), Gather Together in My Name (1974), and I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (1969), which was nominated for the National Book Award.
The first black woman director in Hollywood, Angelou has written, produced, directed, and starred in productions for stage, film, and television. In 1971, she wrote the original screenplay and musical score for the film Georgia, Georgia, and was both author and executive producer of a five-part television miniseries "Three Way Choice." She wrote and produced several prize-winning documentaries, including "Afro-Americans in the Arts," a PBS special for which she received the Golden Eagle Award. Maya Angelou was twice nominated for a Tony award for acting: once for her Broadway debut in Look Away (1973), and again for her performance in Roots (1977).
Personal Response
“Still I
Rise” by Maya Angelou is a heartfelt poem. Maya Angelou is by far one of the
best poets. I remember all the struggles she faced in life from what my teacher
told us. Maya is a very strong and enduring person. I respect Maya Angelou so
much. I believe she’s an inspiration and motivation to many people around the
world.
Although
I’m not an African American like Maya Angelou but I can see myself as her;
minus the body and girl features. I assume everyone have tried getting bullied
or belittled. It is not a fun experience. Trust, I’ve been to many countless bullying
experiences throughout my life until now. It takes a strong, bold, and
courageous individual to stand up for what’s true. Maya Angelou is an example. Some
people were made to bring you down, and some are there to catch you whenever
you fall.
I do have real genuine
friends, but I’m a very independent individual. People tease and make fun of me
and yes, it does hurt a little. It will take time to not pay attention about
what people say. After mastering the skill, I’ve learned to not give a single
care about what they bark. As long as I’m true to myself, there’s nothing to be
sad about. I’m putting matters on my own hands; my own happiness. It reminds me that I'm in control of my own feelings and that I will only receive respect if I respect myself.
People’s words won’t get to me. I’m better than that. I’m a strong person. I’ll stand up for what’s correct. I’m putting my foot down. I’m a different person. I’ll outshine the rest. I’ll rise.
People’s words won’t get to me. I’m better than that. I’m a strong person. I’ll stand up for what’s correct. I’m putting my foot down. I’m a different person. I’ll outshine the rest. I’ll rise.
TP-Cast/Rhetorical Triangle Analysis
Title: In my perspective, knowing Maya Angelou, she struggles through countless racism and discrimination. I have a gut feeling that the poem Still I Rise will concentrate mostly about her overcoming and disregarding all the words people have said to put her down.
Paraphrase:
You may account me down in history
With you sour, twisted lies,
You may drag me in the very dirt
But sill, like ashes, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness anger you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got grease wells
Pumping in my living room
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of waves,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me falling apart?
Lowered head and bowed eyes?
Shoulders falling down like tears.
Weakened by my sorrowful cries.
Does my haughtiness hurt you?
Don't you take it awfully hard
'Cause I giggle like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may attack me with your words,
You may slash me with your eyes,
You may murder me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my hotness anger you?
Does it come as a shock
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 fro a past that's ingrained in pain
I rise
I'm a black sea, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide
Leaving behind nights of chaos and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously visible
I rise
Bringing the presents that my ancestors gave,
Paraphrase:
You may account me down in history
With you sour, twisted lies,
You may drag me in the very dirt
But sill, like ashes, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness anger you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got grease wells
Pumping in my living room
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of waves,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me falling apart?
Lowered head and bowed eyes?
Shoulders falling down like tears.
Weakened by my sorrowful cries.
Does my haughtiness hurt you?
Don't you take it awfully hard
'Cause I giggle like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may attack me with your words,
You may slash me with your eyes,
You may murder me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my hotness anger you?
Does it come as a shock
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 fro a past that's ingrained in pain
I rise
I'm a black sea, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide
Leaving behind nights of chaos and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously visible
I rise
Bringing the presents that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Connotation:
1. Figurative Language: Metaphor - I'm a black ocean
Simile - Just like dust I'll rise. Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Personification - just like hopes springing high I'll rise.
Allegory - the whole poem itself how deeper meanings.
2. Speaker - Maya Angelou, Audience - people who teased, made fun, and discriminate her.
3. Rhyme Scheme:
- lies, rise
- gloom, room
- tides, rise
- eyes, cries
- hard, yard
- eyes, rise
- wide, tide
- fear, clear
- gave, slave
4. Repetition - I rise
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Connotation:
1. Figurative Language: Metaphor - I'm a black ocean
Simile - Just like dust I'll rise. Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Personification - just like hopes springing high I'll rise.
Allegory - the whole poem itself how deeper meanings.
2. Speaker - Maya Angelou, Audience - people who teased, made fun, and discriminate her.
3. Rhyme Scheme:
- lies, rise
- gloom, room
- tides, rise
- eyes, cries
- hard, yard
- eyes, rise
- wide, tide
- fear, clear
- gave, slave
4. Repetition - I rise
Attitude - accepting, angry, authoritative, conflicted, determined, hurt, etc.
Title - I believe that my first answer was correct. Although the civil rights movement took place and action, people (esp. African American/Black) are still facing the constant battle between their historical background to the modern days. African Americans are not slaves anymore yet people treat them as if they're still are. We are all equal. Human...Beings. Maya Angelou is an example for all the African Americans who's still constantly fighting this ongoing civil rights war.
Title - I believe that my first answer was correct. Although the civil rights movement took place and action, people (esp. African American/Black) are still facing the constant battle between their historical background to the modern days. African Americans are not slaves anymore yet people treat them as if they're still are. We are all equal. Human...Beings. Maya Angelou is an example for all the African Americans who's still constantly fighting this ongoing civil rights war.
The poem was specifically made to encourage all the blacks that there is still hope.
Theme:
-Rise to give and empower hope on others.
- No matter what, you should continue to stand up with head up high.
Theme:
-Rise to give and empower hope on others.
- No matter what, you should continue to stand up with head up high.
References (APA-6)
Angelou, M. (2003). Poem Hunters. Still I Rise. Website. Retrieved from
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/still-i-rise/