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  • Writer's pictureCurtis Ackie


one bag ah grain, bring it come

and bid the copper terra revolve

sweet mantle veiled enchanter dance

the circle's wheel will not dissolve

if we doh chip fi approaching rain

and deep several swiftly lifted glances

so clasp two adept hands

hungry and antsy fi sow

breathe easy, here stand

where the cattle and dearnatives low

© Curtis Ackie 2022

Llanor Alleyne, Queering Cane: Hello, My Love (2017)


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