When the water is troubled
I come as a reception of dream
When the sun is brightening
I love to see myself double
I am Anansa
Reaching for the whites.
When I am rejected
I come with insanity
When I am accepted
I come with humility
I am Anansa
Seeking for whom to marry.
When my kingdom increased
I demand for white eggs
When my possessions are remorseful
I demand for a white table
I am Anansa
The spouse of many.
When I rest on the log with the proudest black hair
I swing my fin in admiration
When my anger stirs the water
I keep dwelling beneath the surface
I am Anansa
The sparkling serpent.
(c) 2011 Kufre Udeme
Originally published in issue 10 of Boyne Berries Magazine.
Comments
Indrani Ananda | July 5, 2012 - 00:08
Indrani Ananda
This is a very powerful evocative poem, Kufre, with some brilliant imagery. Thanks for sharing, I liked it very much.
Indrani.
Kufre Udeme | July 5, 2012 - 06:25
O thank you very much, Indrani. The poem is about a goddess in my land.
Linda Wigzell Cress | July 5, 2012 - 07:40
Beautifully written and full of character
Linda
jolono | July 5, 2012 - 13:03
Agree, fulll of imagery.
Kufre Udeme | July 7, 2012 - 14:08
Imagery is what I like very much, Jolono. And it's interesting to know that my poem has it.
Kufre Udeme | July 7, 2012 - 14:09
Full of character, Linda? Thanks!