Still I Rise

By: Maya Angelo

Still I Rise

You can say whatever you want by trying to bring me down with your hurtful words but I still will overcome

Does the way I carry myself affect you in some way? Am I a threat to you because I walk with such dignity and pride?

She compares herself to the sun, moon, and tides, because they all rise as she does

Is it in your interest to see her down looking pitiful like she's just falling apart?

Although. you may say your hurtful comments, and look at me funny out of hatefulness she'll still rise

Are you offended because she's unique and are you surprised that she's wanted like a jewel

It goes back to her ancestry in slavery and how they weren't supposed to be wanted. She rose above the hurtful history of slavery. She is making a comparison of the tides in the ocean and how powerful they are, and she's showing what she can possibly do.

She's leaving all fear behind her and overcoming it, when the day breaks its supposed o be a new day in the new day it would be much better and still she;;s rise. All the wisdom ad knowledge of my ancestors are being shown through me. I am the by-product of hat they prayed and hoped for, and I continued to rise.


Still I rise was told to express her feelings and emotions. The speaker is Maya Angelo, and she is speaking to whoever that wants to see her anything but doing great. I can trust the speaker by what she is saying.


The structure of how Still I Rise is in traditional form. I think her purpose of writing it this way to make it sound better and she simply just wanted to have a little rhyme.


The speaker uses simple language in Still I Rise. She seems a bit arrogant by her using " haughtiness" as one of the words to describe her actions. She using her ancestors' as a way to describe how far she has overcame in time. She uses a lot of simile's to compare herself to several things that RISE.

Musical Device:

This poem is in a regular pattern and satisfying. The pattern sounds like I-I-I-I-I throughout most of it. The speaker stresses on most words, And there is a lot of repetition with her saying how she'll rise.

What the poem has done for me:

This poem has shown me that no matter what people may throw my way I have to look beyond it and overcome certain obstacles. It may be hard but if you trust in yourself and how they did it in history anything is possible.This poem was absolutely amazing and I recommend everyone to read this poem.

About The Author:

The beautiful Maya Angelo was born April 4th, in 1928, in the city St. Louis, in Missouri . Her original birth given name was Marguerite Johnson. Maya Angelou became one of the most renowned and influential voices of our time. With over 50 honorary doctorate degrees Dr. Maya Angelou became a celebrated poet, memoirist, educator, dramatist, producer, actress, historian, filmmaker, and civil rights activist. Maya has done so much, and changed so much and I thank her. Maya is one of my favorite poets.
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Entire Poem of STILL I IRISE

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.

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.

Work cited:

Hunter, Maya. "Still I Rise Poem." Web. 11 Mar. 2015.

Maya Angelo. A&E Networks Television. Web. 7 Mar. 2015.