AtomicQuote

Jamila Woods Quote

It was through poetry I learned just to appreciate my own voice and to not think of my voice in terms of what it needs to be able to do, but what it can do.

Jamila Woods

It was through poetry I learned just to appreciate my own voice and to not think of my voice in terms of what it needs to be able to do, but what it can do.

Tags: voice, appreciate, think

Related Quotes

When everyone has a microphone, you can't hear anything. Choose one voice carefully and listen in.

Richie Norton

When everyone has a microphone, you can't hear anything. Choose one voice carefully and listen in.

Tags: a microphone, and, anything, audience, be a follower, be a leader, build a following, build a list, build an audience, can t

A person is wise if he listens to millions of advice and doesn't implement any of it.

Michael Bassey Johnson

A person is wise if he listens to millions of advice and doesn't implement any of it.

Tags: advice, believe in yourself, courage, dependence, dignity, good behaviour, implementation, indifference, michael bassey johnson, nonchalance

They took one look at me,And hated my black face.They took one look at me,And decided on my fate.They took one look at me,And forced an unknown fear.They took one look at me,And caused the shed of tea...

N'Zuri Za Austin

They took one look at me,And hated my black face.They took one look at me,And decided on my fate.They took one look at me,And forced an unknown fear.They took one look at me,And caused the shed of tea...

Tags: acknowledge, all lives matter, black lives matter, bleed, bleeding, blood, conflict, erase, faith, harmony

Echo of the waves appears in the sky, their lights reflected in your eyes. I'm back in our world and happy again. The sound of your voice, compassionate embrace... The power in your touch, serenity of...

Oksana Rus

Echo of the waves appears in the sky, their lights reflected in your eyes. I'm back in our world and happy again. The sound of your voice, compassionate embrace... The power in your touch, serenity of...

Tags: arms, art, artist, bathing, beating, beneath, calm, caress, compassion, compassionate

Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...

Kamand Kojouri

Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...

Tags: abuse, abused, activism, activism poems, activist, amnesty, bellies, bombs, broken hearts, coming together

Your exuberance, passion, mesmerizing voice, animated actions, and eyes full of dreamscaptured my attentionso completely, that I didn't feel the bitter taste of coffee

Vijaya Gowrisankar

Your exuberance, passion, mesmerizing voice, animated actions, and eyes full of dreamscaptured my attentionso completely, that I didn't feel the bitter taste of coffee

Tags: actions, attention, bitter, captured, coffee, dreams, exuberance, eyes, mesmerizing, passion

Gankis lifted an arm to point at the distant shale cliffs. And in the face of it there were thousands of little holes, little what-you-call-'ems...Alcoves, Kennit supplied in an almost dreamy voice. I...

Robin Hobb

Gankis lifted an arm to point at the distant shale cliffs. And in the face of it there were thousands of little holes, little what-you-call-'ems...Alcoves, Kennit supplied in an almost dreamy voice. I...

Tags: answer, arm, blank, captain, cliff, funny, language, mother, name, point

After you hear and listen. First must come desire. Second must come willingness.Third should come understanding.Fourth should come progression and with progression will come more understanding.

Hyrum Yeakley

After you hear and listen. First must come desire. Second must come willingness.Third should come understanding.Fourth should come progression and with progression will come more understanding.

Tags: admire, admire ration, all, always, appreciate, appreciation, brain, charity, christ, church

Privilege is when your voice is the norm but still you claim to be unheard.

DaShanne Stokes

Privilege is when your voice is the norm but still you claim to be unheard.

Tags: bigot, bigotry, charlottesville, charlottesville attack, charlottesville terrorist attack, discrimination, divided america, divisions, false claims, hate

What alarms me most is the fact that, even when God has now raised up a voice to speak on these issues, many sincerely believe that I am in error or at worst that I am doing something utterly wrong

Sunday Adelaja

What alarms me most is the fact that, even when God has now raised up a voice to speak on these issues, many sincerely believe that I am in error or at worst that I am doing something utterly wrong

Tags: alarms, am, at, believe, doing, error, even, fact, god, has
About Jamila Woods

Jamila Woods (born October 8, 1989) is a Chicago-based American singer, songwriter and poet. Woods is a graduate of St. Ignatius College Prep and Brown University, where she received a BA in Africana Studies and Theater & Performance Studies. Her work focuses on themes of Black ancestry, Black feminism, and Black identity, with recurring emphases on self-love and the City of Chicago.