Igwe Kalu - xv.A golden orb
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2014-11-07
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A child is born on kedre
Of the great heavens above
The ulcer of the dark days
Sets to be soothed this day.
A fair gourd, mild and on high
Breaks into a tender phase
That little fingers may dip
Also, into the goddess' soup.
Igwe Kalu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/xv-a-golden-orb/
Of the great heavens above
The ulcer of the dark days
Sets to be soothed this day.
A fair gourd, mild and on high
Breaks into a tender phase
That little fingers may dip
Also, into the goddess' soup.
Igwe Kalu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/xv-a-golden-orb/
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