amazing peace —
the complete poetry

I dream a world —
I shall not be moved

letter to my daughter —
life still doesn’t frighten me

mom and me and mom —
mother: a cradle to hold us

gather together in my name —
I know why the caged bird sings

all us children need traveling shoes —
celebrate rituals of peace and prayer

race, grace, and gender revolution —
even the stars still look lonesome

love’s own exquisite freedom —
brings brave and startling truths

sears the hearts of women —
on slowed pulses of mourning

yet, still we rise — hallelujah!
our songs flung up to heaven

. . . . .

Poet: Susan Powers Bourne
Source: Maya Angelou’s book titles
Process: Pick and mix cento