Dawning to light (A Birthday Poem) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema

(for a wonderful man; my friend and teacher, Hyginus Ekwuazi)

The owl has nested his head
the raven croaked to bed
the heavens spray new rays from source…


Hyginus Ekwuazi

Herald, listen: the beauty of the dawn chorus.


Not till the final i finds its dot
the cross to T its spot
not till Aôndo’s face
shines a stop—would you leave this place.

The day calls yet to the child
wonder hidden in the man whole.
Answer: there’s play outside, wild
play that lifts the soul.
[From Home Equals Holes: Tale of an Exile]


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