Sitting at the Feet of Maya Angelou

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Gandhi is gone Guatama is gone Jesus and Mohammed to long ground into true believers' meat I wouldn't know them on the street And Socrates and Plato would speak Greek But, right here and right now so close we almost touch I bask and revel in purest presence and direct transmission from this poetic patron saint Will my life and poems change? This is a woman who for years did not speak because her worlds could kill a man and now speaks words that can save him Will my life and poems change?

Poem arising from a Maya Angelou reading in Calgary, Alberta, with the author and his daughter Roberta in the front rows.

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