Live Readings

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A Good Woman Feeling Bad. Poem by Maya Angelou. Read by Dayngr.
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This is another contribution to the Live Readings project: http://livereadings.wordpress.com/I attended a poetry workshop during the summer of 1986, and we were given the assignment to use random words selected by the group in a single poem. As I mention, the last stanza is exactly how I felt after writing it at the time.Mobile post sent by danieljohnsonjr using Utterz. Replies. mp3

This is my first audio post to the Live Readings project: http://livereadings.wordpress.com/It’s an original poem I wrote and posted to a blog back in January 2003, inspired while watching the snow come down during lunch.Mobile post sent by danieljohnsonjr using Utterz. Replies. mp3

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou. Read by Dayngr as a part of http://livereadings.wordpress.com/ Phenomenal WomanPretty women wonder where my secret lies.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s sizeBut when I start to tell them,They think I’m telling lies.I say,It’s in the reach of my armsThe span of my hips,The stride of my step,The curl of my lips.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.I walk into a roomJust as cool as you please,And to a man,The fellows stand orFall down on their knees.Then they swarm around me,A hive of honey bees.I say,It’s the fire in my eyes,And the flash of my teeth,The swing in my waist,And the joy in my feet.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.Men themselves have wonderedWhat they see in me.They try so muchBut they can’t touchMy inner mystery.When I try to show themThey say they still can’t see.I say,It’s in the arch of my back,The sun of my smile,The ride of my breasts,The grace of my style.I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.Now you understandJust why my head’s not bowed.I don’t shout or jump aboutOr have to talk real loud.When you see me passingIt ought to make you proud.I say,It’s in the click of my heels,The bend of my hair,the palm of my hand,The need of my care,’Cause I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That’s me.Maya AngelouMobile post sent by Dayngr using Utterz.  Replies.  mp3

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou. Read by Dayngr as a part of http://livereadings.wordpress.com/ Still I RiseYou may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may trod me in the very dirtBut 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 wellsPumping 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 minesDiggin’ 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 surpriseThat I dance like I’ve got diamondsAt the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history’s shameI riseUp from a past that’s rooted in painI riseI’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.Leaving behind nights of terror and fearI riseInto a daybreak that’s wondrously clearI riseBringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,I am the dream and the hope of the slave.I riseI riseI rise.Maya AngelouMobile post sent by Dayngr using Utterz.  Replies.  mp3

May I feel said heBy ee cummingsThank you to Licentious for the wonderful suggestion…such a playful little piece! Enjoy!naughtykittens’s Mobile post sent by tojosan using Utterz.  Replies.  mp3