There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Maya Angelou's poem Insomniac

5 Comments

  1. Nathaniel Suarez says:
    February 23, 2022 at 6:12 pm

    noice

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  2. Leila says:
    January 30, 2006 at 3:44 pm

    I think that your poem is very pasionate and it really touched me I really think that your style of writting is passionate that what you write about is very near and dear to you

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  3. jp says:
    August 29, 2005 at 5:19 pm

    some of the poems are not complete…huh?

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  4. Dr. Joseph A. Resnick says:
    June 10, 2005 at 10:06 am

    Dr. Angelou,

    My Colleague, Dr. Godwin Igein, has developed an educational model specifically designed at empowerment of African Women…and has asked me to attempt to contact you regarding your possible collaboration with him to author a Chapter in his Manuscript directed to ‘Empowerment of African Women’.

    Please contact me at : jreznik888@yahoo.com in order that we may open a formal channel of communication.

    Thanks and best regards,

    Dr. Joseph A. Resnick

    Reply
  5. cassidy melton says:
    May 17, 2005 at 3:31 pm

    it is very intriging

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