Anansa
By Kufre Udeme
Wed, 04 Jul 2012
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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.
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Indrani Ananda This is a
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This is a very powerful evocative poem, Kufre, with some brilliant imagery. Thanks for sharing, I liked it very much.
Indrani.
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Beautifully written and full
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Beautifully written and full of character
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