Before I lose my sight to the spirits of old age, before I bend like a crescent moon, just before I lose my soft skin to the witches of the East, I will call for a rendezvous of all the children I will have sired, whether young or old, dark or light skinned, I shall…
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Peculiar Things That My Father Told Me
Summer is here, the trees are losing their leaves yet again,
There is an instant drop of lively plants on the riverbank,
We commence our journey to the farm, winding through the bushy table land,
Father used to let me sit on his neck from behind as we jostled through the woods,
Little Strings of Poetry 