n English in Africa - 3 poems from "Land (footprints & dreamstalkings)" : creative work

Volume 30, Issue 2
  • ISSN : 0376-8902



The king who could not bow his neck took his people and departed towards the horizon of his own arrogance. Which was never going to be far enough. His enemies, of course, prayed that when he reached that distance it would find a way to trip him up. But even when this came about they could no longer see him, and became old themselves unsolaced.

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