Review
‘’I know why the caged bird sings’’ is a spiritual, beautiful and a poetic autobiographical novel authored by Angelou Maya. Maya, writes in regard to her own childhood and extensively recalls most of the situations that occurred within her community for the blacks which transformed her life’s perspective. The book addresses the issues surrounding losses, triumphs, courage and the black community’s dignity as the author fully explores the struggles involved in becoming liberated from all the misogyny and racism shackles. The chronological story begins after bailey and marguerite who are both four and three years and ends after the high school graduation of Marguerite and the V-day. The description of what happens to the main character demonstrates the occurrences in the black communities of Arkansas, Stamps, St. Louis as well as a section of the war period in California.
Almost all the scenes holds one or more objectives which is to offer a vivid picture of being a black American in the period of WWII and the great depression. This was additionally to demonstrate one of the African American girls who was very determined was subjected to challenges, addressed them and successes. The dangers involved in being African American prior to the struggle of civil rights is additionally depicted in that Willie as a cripple is forced to hide for the whole night to avoid the rampage (Angelou 16). In addition when Marguerite works as a maid for a white woman she decides to call her Mary since she says that her name is too much work to mention.
Maya’s poetry affinity is clear in her style of writing which is characterized by unique phrases and poetic visuals. This can be supported by the title which in itself sounds poetic. Some of the speech figures can be termed as unsuccessful because one is required to read over to get the intention. However, the utilized narrative language is full of modern expression, vividness and accuracy.
Work Cited
Angelou, Maya. I know why the caged birds sings. Bellatine Books, New York, 2015.
