A strong blow of a whistle
Fell into the mouth of the calm air
And I turned and gazed
To know from whence it came
A woman’s whistle like a man
Cutting deep like a knife
Through the abyss of a tuber of cassava
15/9/2014
a source of reechoing an integral part of the African tradition, belief and way of life, merging it with the changing currents of this world and the African view on the here after through the means of poetry recitals and writings.
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