Saturday, February 27, 2021

A Poem by Wanda Colman (1946-2013)

 

FEBRUARY 11th, 1990

                          for Dennis Brutus

This year the leaves turn red green black
freedom colors each leaf
each stitch of grass. I am amazed
at my sweet harvest. The prison door has opened
and a nation’s heart is released. I am full
having spent my greediness in a ritual of joy.

photo: Rod Bradley

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