Jean Toomer

(26 December 1894 – 30 March 1967 / Washington D.C.)

Conversion - Poem by Jean Toomer

African Guardian of Souls,
Drunk with rum,
Feasting on strange cassava,
Yielding to new words and a weak palabra
Of a white-faced sardonic god--
Grins, cries
Shouts hosanna.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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