Poetry By Jennifer N. Mbunabo

January 13, 2024
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Thursday, June 20, 2013.

OPEN BASKET

 

Seasons
after Seasons

Digging
out the caked earth crust

Its
clod jumping behind your back

Seasons
after Seasons

Knocking
out the rusty metal

That
shrouds the purest juice

White
orbs gawk at the varicose veins

Piercing
through quivering fingers and moldy nails

And
the thenar in red hue blisters eroding the palm lines

Under
the heat of the yellow flame is your sooty spine curved

Pushing
out drenched skinny buttocks

And
colored rain in tiny droplets fall from your wrinkled temple

Soaking
the morsel-seed.

 

SEASONS AFTER SEASONS

 

The
leaves have glistened with bubbling waters

Seasons
after Seasons

Crunchy
leaves have floated with the whirlwind

But
the plowing never stops

And
the watering never stops

For
a harvest that may never come

But
hands must toil the earth

To
put morsel in mouths

And
moisten dried wells.

Jennifer N. Mbunabo is a writer and lives in Lagos, Nigeria.

 

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