Chaunt

‘Time has no future’
Toni Morrison

1.
arrange your griefs
with white roses
wreaths & yellow lilies —



the purple balloon rises
above scraping trowels, hymns
appealing for remembrance, an unplanned tear
running off the cheek of a drizzling sky.

 

2.
on this first afternoon of your last April
sadness plays the fool
as news of your death sounds
like knuckling of a kenté drum
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