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Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Kwansaba from 2015


Poem 4.1.2015



At the bottom of the golden day

You heard a funky dada poet say

“Hay, ho, hay,” bloom berries can dream

In a room of their own, making

A bed crack up and then moan.

“Hay, ho, hay,” it is so British

To tan the sun in Arab summer.



Jerry W. Ward, Jr.

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