African Relics Comments

African RElics, written on Sunday, November 26,2017 and yet for me still 5 Stars fullest on Top! Wonderfully put!

I sense the vital dance of life traduced To grey, utilitarian matters In the guise of curious inspection I sense obscure mysteries Trapped in an expedient age Where we freeze their grace and power. I sense the murmur of ancestral spirits: " Yamaya - mother of tender blessings Yamaya - boundless womb of creation Your poetry is lost in translation." - - - A great write about Africa.

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Great poems need to be reread from time to time. And if there is no time, then make it.10++.

A mesmerizing poem indeed Dominic. One so richly detailed of land, nature, human and ending on a religious deity of which the spellings vary. And Africa being the birth place cradle of humanity. 10++ and added to my favs. A great write and a joy to read. Thank you Dominic and take care.

Aloha Dominic. Happy Easter after! Rich cache of words herein... IAM loving this " ore mine" . Each word of every prose as in a singular word, is " ore" for one word smythe or another.." I Understand, perhaps should you visit and peruse...Thank you for this so much more than a picker upper prose... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two

A witty reflection on rich African heritage set aside for honest contemplation. A profound piece of piece nicely brought forth in good diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Dominic.

I love this poem. It packs a punch illuminating all that is lost whenever powers subvert the voices that will never be heard. The end line referring to Yemaya is exceedingly relevant as she is the goddess of sorrow and water. Well-done!

Certain turning of the sun; crooked fork. Divine drumming was once declared. This is a thought provoking and thoughtful amazing historical poem wisely drafted...10