Tchicaya

A Mat to Weave by Tchicaya U Tam’si

he came to deliver the secret of the sun and wanted to write the poem of his life why crystals in his blood why globule…

Agony by Tchicaya U Tam'si

there is no better key to dreams  than my name sang a bird in a lake of blood  the sea danced alongside dressed in blue…

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