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Birgitta Heikka Poems
Carved is a mark on my thigh an imperfect rhombus it bears opposite and unequal sides of two pairs.
Mummy, The Praying Mantis
Mummy is a praying mantis her head bowed, her hands clasped, her knees bent. From dusk to dawn
Under the Tropical sun, strung Rumbling like the sea on which she sits A tornado ride in an amusement park - exciting, enthralling, endangering.
Sliding from the hills, a peripatetic path she follows to the sea.
The chameleon leaned on the lamp post His designer face smooth as sherbet ice cream
This Fear …
That won’t disappear Heightening my despair Illumining phantoms in the midnight air Scorching flame in the atmosphere
Cause I Swallowed a Frog
I swallowed a frog whole and it got lodged in my throat Latent, it laid in the green bowl the amphibian I swallowed whole
I Wear Neutral
I wear neutral The color of the sand The color of the stone The color of the stream
The Old Iroko Tree
Strong and majestic he sits in the marketplace on Ewusi Street where I played at six watching merchants ply their treats.
Through the glass little Bola recited she saw a snake small with a tail fluffy. Inside, she reached, to pet tenderly this hybrid strange but it hopped swiftly
Granny's chamber pot silver was her possession of pride Not her gold earrings, chains and bracelets duly priced She'd labor in the mornings scrubbing the beloved pot Her face reflected, then laid it down to dry on the lot
Oasis- in Haiku style
Fulani woman tall and thin with cherub cheeks by the cactus sits
Preachers preach it daily Statesmen state it authoritatively
The Blind Beggar from the North
The Harmattan wind puffed ponderous dust into the air that evening in December And from the rust appeared a blind beggar wobbling with a cane behind a girl who led the way
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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Carved is a mark on my thigh
an imperfect rhombus it bears
opposite and unequal sides
of two pairs.
An un-equilateral, some might say
My Identifier, I christened it.
From others a distinct separator
this gene tag
hidden in an obscure place
this peculiar trace
colored with shame that blind
as a child
burned into my flesh by
hands unknown with minds
its purpose, I now divine.
A bridle biting deep
this restraint that whispers
words of lies and fear
with pride, I now wear.