She stays longer in between pages of old books And stretches her hands into pouring rain She too has known What it tastes like to feed a soul It is — A pale dusk complete with poetry and silvery music The first burst of squeezed oranges In the pockets of her cheeks The sea, the rain, the love, the splayed Flower petals on long green fields It is when spring kills winter And earth unwraps its body When paint escapes the canvas And sloshes her skin It is — Groves with shadowy air Oceans that hug her bare Swirling milk kissing tea A dazed woozy sky On a backyard swing It is — Novembers spent on verandas Wind-chime breeze from the upstairs louvre Flutter-flies when they gather To lather her belly with butter It is — Peach in the air from the maple syrup jar Easy June days Spent on cushion sofas For Okapi, Pleasure is a meal And on, her soul grows
About the author:
Amife Sabatina is a poet and writer from Nigeria. Her debut poetry book, Little Words, is a collection of prose and poetry on the conflicting joys and angst of living. Little Words has received outstanding reviews on The Bagus NG, Okadabooks, and London Connected, among others. When Amife isn’t writing on her blog, she’s hopping continents or breathing fashion. Find more about her at www.amifeoluwa.com.
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