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Potential Titles: Kwame Dawes
Horns trumpeting over the flat-roofed acacia - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Standing in the fields of praise - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Gathering the people's broken minds - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Your voice reaching back to the mountains - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
This dread will one day stand in this soil - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
And find his feet growing roots - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Soon the earth will be darker for the arrival of Solomon - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Taking out a next mortgage on my soul - Kwame Dawes "Alado Seanadra"
The dream a dying man has - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Covered in light and shadow - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Familiar as all dawns - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Rewriting his theology of eternity - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Shadowed by the swirling clouds - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
The end of the crusade - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
A continuous tomorrow - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
The way of naming the enemy - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
In the inadequate way of symbols - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
Dance in the fulcrum of history - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
The calculus of property - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
Heavy with portents of snowfall - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
Transported into the net of naked trees - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
My soul is crying out the deep confusion - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
Tears are the language of the unspeakable - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
Learned the value of dirt - Kwame Dawes "Dirt"
A place of stone and entanglements - Kwame Dawes "Dirt"
If you feed me with thin parchment - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
Ancient rivers that green the desert's edge - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
The bitter taste of your commanding - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
My belly burning with the acid of your ire - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
To feed on the burdens of your heart - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
The dry brush set aflame by your truth - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
A music that lures us to peace - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
The path of being led into terror - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
Selfish with answers - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
The secrets of my calming beauty - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
With the fabric of our uncertainty - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
Share the remnant sweetness - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
The haunting has killed before - Kwame Dawes "It Bruises, Too"
The disasters we make - Kwame Dawes "It Bruises, Too"
The blood of survivors coursing through my veins - Kwame Dawes "Land Ho"
In the season of drought and hurricane - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
The tyranny of present danger - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
Trying to calculate the debts he still owes - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
As deep as plummet sounds - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
The stars die a million years ago - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
The acrid reminder of failure - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
The gold and the precious silver of tradition - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
The promise of forgetting all thing - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
The ordinary rituals of facing new days - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
Giving you a palm full of wasps - Kwame Dawes "Purple"
The surprise of purple and the scent of rain - Kwame Dawes "Purple"
Built lasting monuments of severe stone - Kwame Dawes "Requiem"
Recall in requiem the scattering of my tribe - Kwame Dawes "Requiem"
Sweet requiem for the countless dead - Kwame Dawes "Requiem"
Soft pathways for the praying bird - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
With ritual pauses for breath and pity - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
In the sudden white light of noon - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
Everything of reverie starts to crumble - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
Emerge from the valley of contradictions - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
Dream up a conceit for this journey - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
The orderly silence of the wolf country - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Their eyes still hungry with dreams - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Carrying the iron of purpose in them - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Hear the steel of a new century creaking - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
All memory becomes the fiction of survival - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Dark with the legacies of brokenness - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
This alchemy of concret in the vein - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Who will let loose a river of lament - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Teach us the tongues of the angry - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Flow with the warm healing of anger - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Waited too long to howl against the night - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Can conjure hope in anything - Kwame Dawes "Trickster III"
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Standing in the fields of praise - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Gathering the people's broken minds - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Your voice reaching back to the mountains - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
This dread will one day stand in this soil - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
And find his feet growing roots - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Soon the earth will be darker for the arrival of Solomon - Kwame Dawes "African Postman"
Taking out a next mortgage on my soul - Kwame Dawes "Alado Seanadra"
The dream a dying man has - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Covered in light and shadow - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Familiar as all dawns - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Rewriting his theology of eternity - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
Shadowed by the swirling clouds - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
The end of the crusade - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
A continuous tomorrow - Kwame Dawes "At Anchor: The Real Situation"
The way of naming the enemy - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
In the inadequate way of symbols - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
Dance in the fulcrum of history - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
The calculus of property - Kwame Dawes "from 'A Coda to History: 28. It Is Not As If'"
Heavy with portents of snowfall - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
Transported into the net of naked trees - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
My soul is crying out the deep confusion - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
Tears are the language of the unspeakable - Kwame Dawes "Dawn"
Learned the value of dirt - Kwame Dawes "Dirt"
A place of stone and entanglements - Kwame Dawes "Dirt"
If you feed me with thin parchment - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
Ancient rivers that green the desert's edge - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
The bitter taste of your commanding - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
My belly burning with the acid of your ire - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
To feed on the burdens of your heart - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
The dry brush set aflame by your truth - Kwame Dawes "Eat"
A music that lures us to peace - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
The path of being led into terror - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
Selfish with answers - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
The secrets of my calming beauty - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
With the fabric of our uncertainty - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
Share the remnant sweetness - Kwame Dawes "How I Pray in the Plague"
The haunting has killed before - Kwame Dawes "It Bruises, Too"
The disasters we make - Kwame Dawes "It Bruises, Too"
The blood of survivors coursing through my veins - Kwame Dawes "Land Ho"
In the season of drought and hurricane - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
The tyranny of present danger - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
Trying to calculate the debts he still owes - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
As deep as plummet sounds - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
The stars die a million years ago - Kwame Dawes "Last Days"
The acrid reminder of failure - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
The gold and the precious silver of tradition - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
The promise of forgetting all thing - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
The ordinary rituals of facing new days - Kwame Dawes "New Year's Eve in Addis"
Giving you a palm full of wasps - Kwame Dawes "Purple"
The surprise of purple and the scent of rain - Kwame Dawes "Purple"
Built lasting monuments of severe stone - Kwame Dawes "Requiem"
Recall in requiem the scattering of my tribe - Kwame Dawes "Requiem"
Sweet requiem for the countless dead - Kwame Dawes "Requiem"
Soft pathways for the praying bird - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
With ritual pauses for breath and pity - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
In the sudden white light of noon - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
Everything of reverie starts to crumble - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
Emerge from the valley of contradictions - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
Dream up a conceit for this journey - Kwame Dawes "Shook Foil"
The orderly silence of the wolf country - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Their eyes still hungry with dreams - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Carrying the iron of purpose in them - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Hear the steel of a new century creaking - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
All memory becomes the fiction of survival - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
Dark with the legacies of brokenness - Kwame Dawes "Steel"
This alchemy of concret in the vein - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Who will let loose a river of lament - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Teach us the tongues of the angry - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Flow with the warm healing of anger - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Waited too long to howl against the night - Kwame Dawes "Talk"
Can conjure hope in anything - Kwame Dawes "Trickster III"
Poet's page at poets.org.
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