“I wonder how a tomato feels…,”is a line in one of the poems in Sylvester Wauye’s Poetry anthology which should want to make you delve deep into the book to know how it feels. The Rustle of Leaves is, therefore, a panoramic vista of African poetry traversing the varied landscapes of love, politics and various […]
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Love By Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga To be loved, And not love, Is a cruel thing indeed, Same way you love , And you are unloved , She teased me , And made me chased after her, She threatened to block me, As if I was a brook , Her eyes and mouth suggested
If only you will By Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga The glare at dusk Isn’t fit enough to make me a mask, A toast of bread cannot be made, Nor does a ray of light quick enough to make a shade, A quick look at you make me amazed, I wish I could say, Sometimes I
Risk By Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga It’s night, Full of light, The owl mourns, The band brawls, Quick or rather slow, Before it turns into snow, He had might, Yet I was bright, He was unloved , I was loved , Yet we all, Bound with something small, But bigger than a mall, The Risk
The Rose* by Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga The wind blew , Trees that made it due, Shackle shackle like spree, The goose leapt with dew, Cold and breezing, Dancing with joy amazing, The old man , Holding his gun, Bold like gold, Fought and wrote, “My youth” Strong and uncouth, Still bright and clear, Shine
By Ssesimba Mahad The leader sat in his comfortable chair, And imposed a curfew It is rare for me to agree with him, But this time, the measure is necessary. I thought about it all night That we might never meet again. The roads are closed but I will walk in your dreams,
By Omemo Spinks When I smile, you smile at me. I wink and you do. I stretch out to reach you and you also do. I like you because you are alert and never in abeyance. You only become different when I start to sing and dance. You pantomime, contort your face and
By Erick Kitheka Uncovered dish exposes the meal A hungry man is enticed A covered dish keeps guesses of the food A hungry man guesses in awe For a meal uncovered is an enticement And a covered meal is depicted marked Down at our market There is an open-air market There they sell the uncovered
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