
War by Patrice Kayo
Thunderous vapours! water-spout with lion’s teeth A trumpet sounds the end of things with its scabby tongue But no, but…
Thunderous vapours! water-spout with lion’s teeth A trumpet sounds the end of things with its scabby tongue But no, but…
All the wives of my father pulled my mother to bits But their children cannot dance It is I who have taken my father’s …
Thirty centimes is all the money I have left But I am full of hope without knowing why I laugh at the world and laugh a…
I am tempted to think of you Now that I have grown old And date my sadness To the madness of your love. All those flowe…
In silence The overloaded canoe leaves our shores But who are these soldiers in camouflage, These clouds going to rain …
All was quiet in this park Until the wind, like a gasping messenger, announced The tyrant’s coming Then did the branche…
An ailing bird over the desert made its agony A song blown through the air As at the oasis Drawers of water said How lo…
The season of the rains Signs its name in a thousand fashions Those who want to read omens there Will find their signs …