I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou Review

“But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.”


In the poem “Caged Bird”, Angelou perfectly captures the essence of her coming-of-age autobiographical novel “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings” where she tackles major themes including racism, rape, misogyny, family, abandonment, sexuality, childhood, displacement, religion and more.

Maya (born Marguerite Johnson) brilliantly depicts her “tender years”, ranging from 3 to 16 years old, as she struggles alongside her brother Bailey through the rough patches of life as she learns the definitions of white privilege, discrimination, cruelty and sexual assaults much too soon. Shipped away with a “to whom it may concern” tag on their wrists, the unwanted siblings spend their youth in Stamps, Arkansas under the wing of their religious grandmother and the hand of the “whitefolks”, the (almost) mythical beasts living in the neighboring town.

Throughout her memoire, Angelou reminisces the innocence in which she believed cruelty and hardship stops at the feet of the “powhitetrash” and how she had learned to face the world of pain that lies beyond it. The children are shuffled back and forth between Arkansas, St. Louis and California where in each phase, they had to learn the different faces of suffering life throws their way.

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings is not a book, it’s a human with a story, told with a raw voice and a heavy heart. Buy the book, take a deep breath and allow Angelou the sweet revival she most certainly deserves. 

Enjoy and always bring a book home. x

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