Woman Work - Maya Angelou I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry The baby to dry I got company to feed The garden to weed I've got shirts to press The tots to dress The can to be cut I gotta clean up this hut Then see about the sick And the cotton to pick. Shine on me, sunshine Rain on me, rain Fall softly, dewdrops And cool my brow again. Storm, blow me from here With your fiercest wind Let me float across the sky 'Til I can rest again. Fall gently, snowflakes Cover me with white Cold icy kisses and Let me rest tonight. Sun, rain, curving sky Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone Star shine, moon glow You're all that I can call my own.

Still I Rise

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.

Maya Angelou

Phenomenal Woman - Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall 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 woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They 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 woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It 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 woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

LIFE DOESN’T FRIGHTEN ME
By: Maya Angelou

Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hail
Life doesn’t frighten me at all
Bad dogs barking loud
Big ghosts in a cloud
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.

Mean old Mother Goose
Lions on the loose
They don’t frighten me at all
Dragons breathing flame
On my counterpane
That doesn’t frighten me at all.

I go boo
Make them shoo
I make fun
Way they run
I won’t cry
So they fly
I just smile
They go wild
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.

Tough guys in a fight
All alone at night
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.
Panthers in the park
Strangers in the dark
No, they don’t frighten me at all.

That new classroom where
Boys pull all my hair
(Kissy little girls
With their hair in curls)
They don’t frighten me at all.

Don’t show me frogs and snakes
And listen for my scream,
If I’m afraid at all
It’s only in my dreams.

I’ve got a magic charm
That I keep up my sleeve,
I can walk the ocean floor
And never have to breathe.

Life doesn’t frighten me at all
Not at all
Not at all
Life doesn’t frighten me at all.

SEIZE THE DAY! CARPE DIEM!

"To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time"

Robert Herrick

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
 Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
 Tomorrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
 The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
 And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
 When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
 Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
 And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
 You may forever tarry.

This reminds me of how short life really is. I often don't seize the moment, and end up regretting it later. In this poem Herrick is telling these girls to marry while they still are young and have the chance. I often wonder if I will ever find the right guy for me. How can I even be sure that there is a perfect guy out there for me? One of my worst fears is that I will end up alone for the rest of my life. I love being around people, so the thought of never getting married or having kids is very depressing. I want to be able to share my life with the man of my dreams: a compassionate, caring individual who understands me and is able to put up with all of my faults.

Why are people in our society so afraid of being alone? In all of the movies and television shows the guy always gets the girl, or vise-versa. Children grow up thinking that they are nobodies if they aren't in a relationship. I had friends who dated guys they didn't even like just so that they had someone. I could never understand that. How can our society as a whole promote codependency? It is perfectly okay to be single, and not dating anybody. We don't have to be connected to someone else to function properly. We can find happiness in solitude as well as companionship! And yet, I still long to be liked. I search for companionship and understanding. I'm perfectly happy single, but I don't want to stay that way for the rest of my life.

I picked this picture because it shows a beautiful bouquet of roses that are slowly dying. This picture helps illustrate the first stanza of Herrick's poem: "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,-Old time is still a-flying;-And this same flower that smiles today-Tomorrow will be dying."

Response by: Rebeka Lien

http://www.cwrl.utexas.edu/~bump/E316K/6/virgin.htm

GUE SETUJU BANGET ^^

If We Must Die

If We Must Die

IF we must die, let it not be like hogs

Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,

While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,

Making their mock at our accursed lot.

If we must die, O let us nobly die,

So that our precious blood may not be shed

In vain; then even the monsters we defy

Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!

O kinsmen! we must meet the common foe!

Though far outnumbered let us show us brave,

And for their thousand blows deal one death-blow!

What though before us lies the open grave?

Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack,

Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!




Claude McKay

The Loom of Dreams

I BROIDER the world upon a loom,

I broider with dreams my tapestry;

Here in a little lonely room

I am master of earth and sea,

And the planets come to me.

I broider my life into the frame,

I broider my love, thread upon thread;

The world goes by with its glory and shame,

Crowns are bartered and blood is shed;

I sit and broider my dreams instead.

And the only world is the world of my dreams,

And my weaving the only happiness;

For what is the world but what it seems?

And who knows but that God, beyond our guess,

Sits weaving worlds out of loneliness?




Arthur Symons

Gipsy Love

Gipsy Love

THE gipsy tents are on the down,

The gipsy girls are here;

And it's O to be off and away from the town

With a gipsy for my dear!

We'd make our bed in the bracken

With the lark for a chambermaid;

The lark would sing us awake in the morning,

Singing above our head.

We'd drink the sunlight all day long

With never a house to bind us;

And we'd only flout in a merry song

The world we left behind us.

We would be free as birds are free

The livelong day, the livelong day;

And we would lie in the sunny bracken

With none to say us nay.

The gipsy tents are on the down,

The gipsy girls are here;

And it's O to be off and away from the town

With a gipsy for my dear!




Arthur Symons

HOW DO I LOVE THEE ?

Sonnet XLIII

HOW do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.




Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud

I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud

I WANDERED lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

The stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Outdid the sparkling waves in glee;

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company;

I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought

What wealth to me the show had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.




William Wordsworth

A Sonnet of the Moon

A Sonnet of the Moon

LOOK how the pale queen of the silent night

Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,

And he, as long as she is in his sight,

With her full tide is ready her to honor.

But when the silver waggon of the moon

Is mounted up so high he cannot follow,

The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,

And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.

So you that are the sovereign of my heart

Have all my joys attending on your will;

My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,

When you return their tide my heart doth fill.

So as you come and as you do depart,

Joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.

Charles Best

It's Drew Barrymore's Grandmother!!!

"The Goddess of the Silent Screen"

"THE PAST"

I LOVE VINTAGE,RETRO,ANTIQUES,ANYTHING FROM THE PAST

EVERY BLACK AND WHITE PICTURE

EVERY LEGACY

EVERY HISTORY

EVERY BREATH AND MOMENT AND ATMOSPHERES FROM THE OLD DAYS

BRING BACK THE OLD DAYS!!!

SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE I LIVE IN THE WRONG YEARS OR DECADES HAHA^^

LOVELY LOUISE "LULU" BROOKE

"I'm drawn to that sad eyes and that thick lips..."

OW YEAHHHHH~!!!

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TNYATA LBH GDE GITU WRN COKELAT,KSIAN BGT LAGI GA ADA NAMA EN KURUS JARANG MAM EN MINUM GT AMPE MUNTAH PAS DI KSH MAM EN MINUM MA KITA HUUHUH

G KSH NAMA JELLY,DIA COWOK TP GA TAU DEH KEKNYA PGN KSH KE ORG

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HUHUHUH

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(Goyang" HIPS)!!!

muakakakakkaa...

btw,

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WITH FAM TOO!!

en ada Bday RCTI juga ktnya tar malem!!must watch ahh

ahaQ"

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trus mak biasa masih ngurusin soal kampung angus...OH GOD i pray to You,i beg You,semoga smua berjalan mulus en cpt selesai,,berkati fam besar Yinn >< i LOVE YOU GOD MUACH" ^^

PENGOEMOEMAN !!!

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DAG INLANDER,... ..HAJOO OERANG MELAJOE,...KOWE MAHU
KERDJA??? GOVERNEMENT NEDERLANDSCH INDIE PERLOE KOWE
ENTOEK DJADI BOEDAK ATAOE TJENTENK DI PERKEBOENAN-
PERKEBOENAN ONDERNEMING KEPOENJAAN GOVERNEMENT
NEDERLANDSCH INDIE

DJIKA KOWE POENYA SJARAT DAN NJALI BERIKOET:
1. Kowe poenja tangan koeat dan beroerat
2. Kowe poenja njali gede
3. Kowe poenja moeka kasar
4. Kowe poenja tinggal di wilajah Nederlandsch Indie
5. Kowe boekan kerabat dekat pemberontak-pemberontak
ataoepoen maling ataoepoen mereka jang soedah diberantas
liwat actie politioneel.
6. Kowe beloem djadi boedak nederlander ataoepoen
ondernemer ataoe toean tanah ataoe baron eropah.
7. Kowe maoe bekerdja radjin dan netjes.

KOWE INLANDER PERLOE DATANG KE RAWA SENAJAN DISANA KOWE
HAROES DIPILIH LIWAT DJOERI-DJOERI JANG BERTOEGAS :
1. Keliling rawa Senajan 3 kali
2. Angkat badan liwat 30 kali
3. Angkat peroet liwat 30 kali

Kowe mesti ketemoe Mevrouw Shanti, Meneer Tomo en Meneer
Atmadjaja Kowe nanti akan didjadikan tjentenk oentoek di
Toba, Buleleng, Borneo, Tanamera, Batam, Soerabaja,
Batavia en Riaoeeiland.

Governement Nederlandsch Indie memberi oepah :
1. Makan 3 kali perhari dengan beras poetih dari Bangil
2. Istirahat siang 1 uur.
3. Oepah dipotong padjak Governement 40 perc ent oentoek
wang djago.

Haastig kalaoe kowe mahoe..

Pertanggal 31 Maart 1889

Niet Laat te Zijn Hoor..
Batavia 1889

Onder de naam van Nederlandsch Indie Governor Generaal
H.M.S Van den Bergh S.J.J de Gooij


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