She came home running
back to the mothering blackness
deep in the smothering blackness
white tears icicle gold plains of her face
She came home running
She came down creeping
here to the black arms waiting
now to the warm heart waiting
rime of alien dreams befrosts her rich brown face
She came down creeping
She came home blameless
black yet as Hagar’s daughter
tall as was Sheba’s daughter
threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face
She came home blameless
She came home blameless black yet as Hagar’s daughter tall as was Sheba’s daughter threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face Great imageries Beautiful poem.
She came home blameless black yet as Hagar’s daughter tall as was Sheba’s daughter threats of northern winds die on the desert’s face She came home blameless- noble thinking of the dear poetess Maya Angelou. tony
'She came home blameless' - the best way the poem could end!
Beautiful poem rich with imagery and deep sentiments.Love to read Maya Angelou.
Blameless! ! Blackness! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Running, creeping, blameless. A sad indictment on our world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poem, really great.