Caged bird it's Maya's Angelou poem, can you explain to me what does she wants to say?
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She is saying that her soul is like a caged bird that cannot fly out into the blue skies. She is trying to describe her inner-most intimate feeling by using a technique called analogy. The bird is analogous to her soul. So if the bird can fly - so does her soul.
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a fly flies as high\nas a fly can fly\nand if i were a fly\nso high would i fly\nthat my wings touch the sky\n(at least I would try)\nand so with a sigh\nI now say goodbye ~
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Dr. Maya Angelou is a remarkable Renaissance woman who is hailed as one of the great voices of contemporary literature.  As a poet, educator, historian, best-selling author, actress, playwright, civil-rights  activist, producer and director, she continues to travel the world, spreading her legendary wisdom.  Within the rhythm of her poetry and elegance of her prose lies Angelou's unique power to help readers of every orientation span the lines of race and Angelou captivates audiences through the vigor and sheer beauty of her words and lyrics.
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sorry, i searched poetry sites,quotation sites, by author,firstlines,subject. best i can think of is contact nearest university library or professor of lit. wish you luck, it sounds like a really heartfelt poem. sure wish i knew it.
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"Was it everything you wanted to find and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there "\nHe is singing about an old love who left him to "go find herself" or said she needed some time alone.  \n\nand now she is back...having experienced all sorts of things without him and he feels inferior.\n\n"Now that she's back in the atmosphere I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane.  Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land" \n\nI think he may be trying to be sarcastic about her journey, but his pain at her leaving him is evident.
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I am taken. \nIt seems to  mean, I am not free, I have a lover. The speaker is female.
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It is a poem about the comic strip character "Little Lulu".  Specifically the poem is about her buying some ice cream.
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"What do you want ? no matter what i want , what your family want . What you want ? what you want? "\n\n from the movie : " NOTEBOOK "
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what does it say now....\n\n''Can you make up your mind?''
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A good place to look for this information is "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings" by Maya Angelou.  She discusses the men involved in her life, Daddy Clidell was her father figure.
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I have a dictionary of quotations and did a search on the web.  Although I found a song by that title, I think the saying has to do with the elaborate mating rituals of birds.  They have evolved plumage and rituals that are associated with finding a mate.  Perhaps spending time on these sorts of things is "for the birds"?
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it is a stolen metaphor from maya angelou, but it is not about black women, it's about women who have been abused\nthe caged bird sings because it's the only joy she has in her life\n"i know hwy the caged bird sings" is a good book, i would suggest it to anyone
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I don't have the poem with me but I can email it to you if you give me your email address. The first verse is this:\n\nI'll write you a poem,\nA poem with a twist.\nI'll write it with a razor,\nThen carve it on my wrist.
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Good use of symbols. I like how line 2 fits with the last two lines, it brings unity to the poem. Towards the end I think I got a little bit of a glimpse of what the poem might be about, but ultimately I feel like the message is hidden from me. It seems the third- and fourth-to-last lines are the culmination of the poem; is it possible to reword some of the earlier lines so as the reader can share what you're feeling when they reach the end?\n\nRegarding parenthesis: as long as you know what they mean then they're fine.
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hai lola chick i like your name so come in to find your e-mail but i failed.can you mail me on blue2shy2yahoo.com i can be a friend.\n\nnow your answer-\n\n"I was blessed with a daughter\n\npretty as a pearl.\n\nEven though she's grown\n\nshe's still my little girl.\n\nNever did she cause\n\nSadness nor tears.\n\nThat's the way she's been\n\nThroughout the years.\n \n\nAlways on her face\n\nyou'll see a pretty smile.\n\nWith a radiant glow\n\nthat's with her all the while.\n\nNo way with her I'd ever part\n\nShe's taken a big chunk\n\nout of this old heart\n\nSo grateful am I that she is mine.\n\nFor I shall love her 'til the end of time."
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gawd im looking for the same thing, about the girl named maria? and the bird? the girl was 14 when she sang it, but i can find it!!!!!! and i requested it on the radio and they played the wrong one!!!! argh!!!!!\n\ni have found the lyrics!!!!!!!!\n\nA poor orphan girl named Maria \nWas walking to market one day \nShe stopped for a rest by the roadside \nWhere a bird with a broken wing lay \nA few moments passed till she saw it \nFor its feathers were covered with sand \nBut soon clean and wrapped it was traveling \nIn the warmth of Maria's small hand \n\nShe happily gave her last peso \nOn a cage made of rushes and twine \nShe fed it loose corn from the market \nAnd watched it grow stronger with time \n\nNow the gift giving service was coming \nAnd the church shone with tinsel and light \nAnd all of the townfolks brought presents \nTo lay by the manger that night \nThere were diamonds and incense and perfumes \nIn packages fit for a king \nBut for one ragged bird in a small cage \nMaria had nothing to bring \n\nShe waited 'til just before midnight \nSo no one would see her go in \nAnd crying she knelt by the manger \nFor her gift was unworthy of Him \n\nThen a voice spoke to her through the darkness \n"Maria, what brings you to me? \nIf the bird in the cage is your offering, \nOpen the door and let me see." \nThough she trembled, she did as He asked her \nAnd out of the cage the bird flew \nSoaring up into the rafters \nOn a wing that had healed good as new \n\nJust then the midnight bells rang out \nAnd the little bird started to sing \nA song that no words could recapture \nWhose beauty was fit for a king \n\nNow Maria felt blessed just to listen \nTo that cascade of notes sweet and long \nAs her offerings was lifted to heaven \nBy the very first nightingale's song
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I saw her\ncause she appears in my dream\nno one cares for her feeling\nwhich breaks...\n\nthe last line is my understanding, maybe not the author want to say, cause it's difficult to judge 谁 means "who"\nit can be a love poem or write to oneself