SITTING AT THE FEET OF MAYA ANGELOU

SITTING AT THE FEET OF MAYA ANGELOU

Gandhi is gone

Gautama is gone

Jesus and Mohammed so long ground
into true believer’s meat
I wouldn’t know them on the street

And Socrates and Plato would speak in 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 words could kill a man
and now speaks words that can save him

Will my life and poems change?