#7
Umar Abubakar Sidi
I don't know him. I only know his poetry and it moved me.
Asma'u
I would not mind
If you
give me your face
I would not mind to cut to pieces:
Slice off your long pointed nose
Soak it in vanilla ice cream
And swallow it up
I would not mind;
To plant a tulip of poetry
On your lips
Pick up your eyes and paint on them
The poems of my heart
I would not mind
To sculpt a verse of love on your cheeks
And hang it where it will swing freely in my heart
And the essence of your face
I'll gather together, bake, smear in honey
And chew as the gum of love
Then I'll rise through the pillars of bliss, fed with love
And chant Ayyuruuruiii
Or does that sound odd?
I would not mind
If you will give me your face
Even if you have to cut it
Off your head with a blade
As long as that blade,
Is the sharpest blade of love
I would not mind, Asma'u
I would not mind
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I'm still speechless. When I get over the euphoria of my discovery, I'll be able to articulate why his poetry speaks to me so profoundly.
06/07/07
