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Copyright © 1978, 1983, 1990, 1994 by Maya Angelou All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. Published in the United States by Random House, an imprint of The Random House Publishing Group, a division of Random House, Inc., New York, and simultaneously in Canada by Random House of Canada Limited, Toronto.

“Phenomenal Woman” and “Still I Rise” were originally published in And Stil I Rise (Random House, Inc., 1978). “Weekend Glory” was originally published in Shaker, Why Don’t You Sing?

(Random House, Inc., 1983). “Our Grandmothers” was originally published in I Shal Not Be Moved (Random House, Inc, 1990).

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Angelou, Maya.

Phenomenal woman : four poems celebrating women /

Maya Angelou.

p. cm.

eISBN: 978-0-307-80762-5

I. Women—Poetry. I. Title.

PS3551.N464P48 1995

811′.54—dc20 94-27042




Title Page


Phenomenal Woman

Still I Rise

Weekend Glory

Our Grandmothers


About the Author


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


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


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


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 for my care.

’Cause I’m a woman


Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.


You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like d

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