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Chris Magadza
THE HERD BOY
THE HERD BOY
THE HERD BOY
Thirsty rain from
Red hot cloud
Burning dust
Drinking sand river dry.
Bleeding lips sucking
Dry blood of famine breast;
Desiccating wind
On blackened plain blowing
Salt tears on
Ash-blind eyes
Herd boy black in
Skeletal shade
Gulping heat . . .
Coughing draught.
Red hot cloud
Burning dust
Drinking sand river dry.
Bleeding lips sucking
Dry blood of famine breast;
Desiccating wind
On blackened plain blowing
Salt tears on
Ash-blind eyes
Herd boy black in
Skeletal shade
Gulping heat . . .
Coughing draught.
Harare, 1978
© 2006, Chris Magadza
From: Father and other poems
Publisher: Poetry International Web,
From: Father and other poems
Publisher: Poetry International Web,
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THE HERD BOY
Thirsty rain from
Red hot cloud
Burning dust
Drinking sand river dry.
Bleeding lips sucking
Dry blood of famine breast;
Desiccating wind
On blackened plain blowing
Salt tears on
Ash-blind eyes
Herd boy black in
Skeletal shade
Gulping heat . . .
Coughing draught.
Red hot cloud
Burning dust
Drinking sand river dry.
Bleeding lips sucking
Dry blood of famine breast;
Desiccating wind
On blackened plain blowing
Salt tears on
Ash-blind eyes
Herd boy black in
Skeletal shade
Gulping heat . . .
Coughing draught.
Harare, 1978
From: Father and other poems
THE HERD BOY
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