Still She Rises, Phenomenally
TYBA
2020-21
Maya
Angelou was one of the most evocative writers of our century. Between
“Phenomenal Woman” which makes me stand a little taller and “Still I Rise”
which makes me tear up every time I read it; she became my favourite poet. Only
recently, I discovered that her poetry is what I like to call a representation
of feminist theory in its purest form. So, here I am, trying to unravel her
personal brand of feminist poetry. I hope I do her justice.
Patriarchal
mindsets “naturalize inequality as a pre-ordained condition of biology itself.”
(Nayar, 2007, 125). In her powerful poem, “Phenomenal Woman”, Angelou uses
these very biological features associated with feminine identity such as hips
and breasts and ascribes them a second, more profound and subjective quality,
transforming them into symbols of power for women- women that make men “stand
or fall down on their knees”, not because men are chivalrous, but because women
radiate a sense of confidence and power. By representing the woman as having a
distinct agency, Angelou tips the scales of strength and influence towards the
woman.
“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.”
She doesn’t have to “talk real loud” or
“shout and jump about” because she doesn’t crave men’s attention when she walks
into a room. Traditionally, women are supposed to “‘look good’ so that men find
them acceptable despite their ‘lack’.” (Nayar, 2007, 147) But, Angelou doesn’t
concern herself with dolling herself up for someone else. The secret of her
beauty lies in “the fire in her eyes”, a symbol of her determination and
resilience. It lies in the “swing in her waist” which, though traditionally
viewed as a symbol of women’s delicacy, she uses as a symbol of her grace in
this poem.
“Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.”
When
Angelou talks about her “inner mystery”, she doesn’t mean the kind of
“mystification of women” that Simone de Beauvoir says was “instrumental in
creating patriarchy”. The mystery she is referring to is not ascribed by
society, but personal to the woman. It is a secret only she knows about.
Angelou may be alluding to her own trials and tribulations as an
African-American woman. She has managed to overcome these sources of trauma and
is proud of herself for doing so.
“I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.”
The refrain in the poem, “I’m a woman,
phenomenally” represents that, according to Angelou, being a woman is no less
than a miracle of a kind. She is proud of her identity. By drawing our
attention to how her “head’s not bowed”, how she doesn’t “lower her shoulders”,
she defies the performative “expressions” that society expects of women. She
refuses to bow to masculine authority. What is interesting, however, is that
this doesn’t stop her from making reference to her other feminine features such
as the “ride of her breasts”, the “span of her hips” and the “click of her
heels”, which, to her, are a source of pride.
Angelou’s
tone in the poem is one of happiness. She writes about “the sun of her smile”
and “the joy in her feet”. She is far from being the “Mule of the World”, an
image used widely in black feminism. Angela Walker, in her poem, “Mules and
Women”, talks about “the harness of horror” in the hands of the man. Angelou
herself talks about how the “caged bird (a metaphor for oppressed women) sings
of freedom”. But in this poem, she doesn’t allude to the burden on her back.
Instead, she seems free, as if she has found the freedom she longs for in her
poem “Caged Bird”.
She
makes subtle references to her race by saying “Pretty women wonder where my
secret lies”, setting herself apart from these “pretty women”. She also
explicitly states that she is not “built to suit a fashion model’s size”. But
that doesn’t make her any less desirable. She challenges Gilbert and Gubar’s
stereotype of “dangerous-woman-as-monster”. They say that if a woman in a
literary work has an individual, distinct identity and poses a threat to male
authority, she is represented as a low-life creature, a madwoman-in-the-attic
of sorts. By representing the woman as a mix of both, a dangerous opponent to
male authority and desired by men in spite of it, Maya Angelou breaks this
stereotype (2020).
“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.”
In
her poem, “Still I Rise” she uses the second person pronoun, “you”, to draw the
attention of all those who have written history “with their bitter, twisted
lies”. History is written by men and
about them. Traditionally, women are “measured by the standard of men and found
inferior” (Nayar, 2007, 125). In that sense, women have often been “trod in the
dirt”. But this is where Angelou’s representation of women’s resilience comes
in. She uses the image of the phoenix from Egyptian Mythology to tell us that
in spite of her sufferings, she’ll rise. She even compares her resilience to
the “moon”, the “suns”, “the certainty of tides”, using these natural events to
represent the inevitability of women’s emancipation.
“’Cause I walk like I've got oil
wells
Pumping in my living room…
’Cause I laugh like I've got gold
mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard…
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?”
She
says that she acts “like she’s got oil wells pumping in her living room” or “gold
mines diggin’ in her backyard”. She used natural resources to reflect the power
she wields, making a reference to the politics of power, where oil and gold
sway the scales in the favour of countries rich in resources.
“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.”
She
depicts the history of atrocities against women by using phrases like “the huts
of history’s shame” and “a past that is rooted in pain”. She asks the writers
of history (men) if her “sassiness”, “haughtiness”, “sexiness” offends them,
directly questioning the so-called feminine virtues of obedience, docility and
chastity. She represents herself as the “hope of the slave”, drawing special
attention to her racial identity along with her gender identity.
These
poems could be considered as epitomes of “ecriture feminine” which seeks to
capture “the fluidity of women's bodies” (Nayar, 2007, 138). In fact, in “Still
I Rise”, Angelou even refers to herself as a “black ocean, leaping and wide”,
quite literally talking about her physical fluidity as a symbol of her reach
and influence. She has the power to overwhelm.
What
I find most interesting about these poems is how Maya Angelou uses the very
symbols of women’s inferiority and otherness as symbols of their power and
desirability. While there is something deeply personal about these poems, they
also embody an emotion universal to women. It is not hard to tell that behind
her voice lies the experience of generations of women before her. It is true,
as Virginia Woolf says, that “masterpieces are not single and solitary births;
they are the outcome of many years of thinking in common”.
This is the first part of the three part series - Frappé With Extra Femme!
References
Angelou,
M. (n.d.). Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou. Retrieved July 24, 2020, from
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48985/phenomenal-woman
Angelou,
M. (n.d.). Still I Rise by Maya Angelou. Retrieved July 24, 2020, from
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46446/still-i-rise
Gilbert,
S. M., & Gubar, S. (2020). The madwoman in the attic: The woman writer and
the nineteenth-century literary imagination. New Haven, CT: Yale University
Press.
Jackson,
A. (n.d.). Mules and Women by Angela Jackson. Retrieved July 24, 2020, from
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/56155/mules-and-women
Nayar,
P. K. (2017). Feminisms. In Contemporary literary and cultural theory: From structuralism
to ecocriticism (pp. 116-167). Uttar Pradesh, India: Pearson India Education
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Still I Rise. (n.d.). Retrieved August 04, 2020, from
https://books.google.co.in/books?id=TFwOdscWzKEC
Beautiful, very well analysed
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