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| 5 10 15 20 25 30 | The dried burned out trees distributed about misplaced out of season forgotten but here longing to be remembered little trees grey trees big trees but all trees trees of potent medicines trees which gave birth to swift canoes I can still remember when men marched happily ceremoniously to cut the trees the trees that made our drums drums to dance by drums to fight by drums to cry to to sing to all lovely talking drums how I loved to hear the drums they made us music brought us the news they made us dance they made us sad our village echoed and re-echoed with rhythms from our lovely drums. |
Khasu, Kona. “Decadence.” The Seeds of Time: A Collection of Poems. Mimeographed typescript. Monrovia, 1971. 31–32
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