Ifi Amadiume Nigeria Poetry
Iva Valley by Ifi Amadiume
Man of my mother’s people, in your hair of cotton wool, I counted strands of wisdom untold. In your eyes luminous, I …
Man of my mother’s people, in your hair of cotton wool, I counted strands of wisdom untold. In your eyes luminous, I …
If you were to squeeze me and wash, squeeze me and wash, squeeze and wash me, and I foam, again and again, like bitte…