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In and Out of Time By Maya Angelou

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Transcript of In and Out of Time By Maya Angelou

In and Out of Time By Maya Angelou
Meaning
This poem is describing a love that is so powerful and so strong that nothing could ever come against it or make it fail because of how strong this love is.
Figurative Language
Personification
Line 8-9
:When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor



Figurative Language
The sun has come
The mist has gone

(The light is shining through all the bad)




Figurative Language
We see in the distance
Our long way home
(Their love is finally at peace)
In and Out of Time
The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance...
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
I had always loved you more.
You freed your braids...
gave your hair to the breeze.
It hummed like a hive of honey bees.
I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there....
Mmmm...God how I love your hair.
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.
I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed....
Trying to change our nightmares into dreams...
The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out
in and out
in and out
of time.
Figurative Language
We have loved each other in and out of time.

(They loved each other since time began)
Figurative Language
Line 8-11 :When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor I had loved you more.

(They loved each other since time began.)
Figurative Language.
You freed your hair
Gave your hair to the breeze.

(He let all the negativity go)


Figurative Language
It hummed like a hive of honey bees

She loved his hair and when he let his hair flow.
Figurative Language
I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there....
Mmmm...God how I love your hair

(She found his heart and his love)
Figurative Language
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.

(He saw her at her worst and still loved her through it all)
Figurative Language
I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed....
Trying to change our nightmares into dreams...

(When they went through all the bad she prayed that it would all turn out good)
Figurative Language
The sun has come
The mist has gone

(The light is shining through all the bad)
Figurative Language
We see in the distance
Our long way home
(Their love is finally at peace)
Figurative Language
I was always yours to have
You were always mine

(They were made for each other . They were soulmates)
Figurative Language
You freed your hair
Gave your hair to the breeze.

(He let all the negativity go)
Figurative Language
It hummed like a hive of honey bees

She loved his hair and when he let his hair flow
Figurative Language
Figurative Language
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.

(He saw her at her worst and still loved her through it all)
Figurative Language
I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed....
Trying to change our nightmares into dreams...

(When they went through all the bad she prayed that it would all turn out good)
Maya Angelou
Marguerite Ann Johnson
April 4, 1928 (age 86)
St. Louis, Missouri, U.S.
Poet, civil rights activist, dancer, film producer, television producer, playwright, film director, author, actress, professor
Why I chose this poem
I chose this poem because it caught my attention when I read it that there could be a love so powerful and strong as she explained it in existence.
Figurative
Language
I was always yours to have
You were always mine

(They were made for each other . They were soulmates)
I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there....
Mmmm...God how I love your hair

(She found his heart and his love)
#Selfie
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