Lustra by Christopher Okigbo

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So would I to the hills again

so would I

to where springs the fountain

there to draw from

and to hilltop clamber

body and soul

whitewashed in the moondew

there to see from

So would I from my eye the mist

so would I

through moonmist to hilltop

there for the cleansing

Here is a new-laid egg

here a white hen at midterm