Wednesday, May 28, 2014

A Poetic Thing Happened on My Way to Work

“Maya Angelou died today.”  The cashier said.

I’d heard that already, actually.  I had been listening to NPR on my way to work, and they’d been talking about it.  I had stopped and pulled into a convenience store to get my Diet Dr Pepper for the morning.

“Yeah, I heard.”  I agreed.

“That’s sad.”

“She left quite a legacy, though.”

It wasn’t until I’d left the store that the full impact of Maya’s life and work hit me. I had just bought a soda from a convenience store, and the cashier and I had conversed about a poet.  Not about the weather, or complaining about a country song on the radio or politics, but about a poet.

Maya Angelou died today.

Or, maybe, I should say, “Maya Angelou lives today”


Mark has a lifelong testimony of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (the Mormon Church). Mark also has other sites and blogs, including and his Dutch Oven blog.


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