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This beautiful poem by Wole Soyinka is the best thing on the Internet right now

Wole Soyinka
Wole Soyinka
"From afar, this, your conjugation with my earth bares crounching rocks."
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'Think It Rains' by Wole Soyinka

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I think it rains

That tongues may loosen from the parch

Uncleave roof-tops of

the mouth, hang

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Heavy with knowledge

I saw it raise

The sudden cloud, from ashes.

Settling

They joined in a ring of

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grey; within,

The circling spirit.

O it must rain

These closures on the mind, blinding us

In strange despairs, teaching

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Purity of sadness.

And how it beats

Skeined transperencies on wings

Of our desires, searing dark longings

In cruel baptisms.

Rain-reeds, practised in

The grace of yielding, yet unbending

From afar, this, your conjugation with my earth

Bares crounching rocks.

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