Fante Dɔkon.


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Fante Dɔkon.

housed in a pot
of humour,
rigidity cows
you not.

like survival,
fight Ashante
till blood foams
like tonic.

what is there
in the leaves
that separates
the grain
from the dough?

twice i have
licked my thumb,
freeing glucose;
dividing the tongue.

© Nana Arhin Tsiwah

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