If My Enemies Sing of My Death: Sango to Ono Sango
1999; Johns Hopkins University Press; Volume: 22; Issue: 4 Linguagem: Inglês
10.1353/cal.1999.0203
ISSN1080-6512
Autores Tópico(s)Postcolonial and Cultural Literary Studies
ResumoIf My Enemies Sing of My Death: Sango to Omo Sango Afaa Michael Weaver (bio) Cave Canem: A Special Section In this web of my arms, come see the painted heaven eye, the sleep to your ache, come undress to me, lie down here in this word to me, this word of how all things come to Olodumare’s tears of cane pressed to the sweet hold of this thing. Come see how I have lived and died over thousands of years to save myself in your eyes, to spin and dip my snakes of my spirit into this dance, this word from heaven to earth, hard song of screaming in strange headdresses, trees we do not know, grass we have not counted until the death of us, the willed rolling of us into one agony. Come into this web, come see this perfection, this way I come back again and again to the beautiful moment of calling down all music from heaven. I am the cobra, head fanning out to the side, I am the python, low lying thunder in the bush, I am sliding into you, unseen in the hand. Come into me, this web of my arms where all our pain is the printed cloth of God. Afaa Michael Weaver Afaa Michael Weaver was a member of the inaugural faculty of Cave Canem and received his M.F.A. from Brown (1987). A Pew Fellow (1998), he has five published collections of poetry, and three are forthcoming: The Ten Lights of God, Sandy Point and Multitudes/Poems Selected and New. He holds the Alumnae Chair in English at Simmons College and is Editor of Obsidian III. Copyright © 2000 Charles H. Rowell
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