Sunday, June 13, 2010
Antjie Krog
WHERE I BECOME YOU
.
overwhelmed by the whisper of our
capacity to grip
this kneadable earth’s mantle
can I not be not-you
you not be no-one
we not be nowhere
the unheard-of befitting word
not be unsaid by us
my heart falters – more weightless than before
yet bridgeable
there where I am other than you
I begin
it’s true
but there where I am you
have become you
I sing beyond myself
light pulses of quicksilversong
a thing cast beyond all humankind
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