Friday, July 4, 2008
To Honour This Corn You Call Maize Comments
Rating: ★5.0
I adore this corn which you call maize,
In my hand its cob I hold, My eyes dilated in paraphrase,
In my mouth its offsprings I chew,
My teeth gliding through a well arranged maze,
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Mark Nwagwu
16 July 2008
this is musical and beautiful, textured in African culture and history. I'll read this again and again as I enjoy my next cob of corn and drink full its phenomenal taste, owed to you, Tony.
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7/21/2025 8:15:06 PM # 1.0.0
Lovely, fun and intuitive. I can even see the gaze on your face....it is a beautiful one!