Comments about Goodness Tchibueze
What gives breath to this hide,
Reeling off cadences woven in beauty?
Beauty that tickles dancing-tide,
Dancing-tide that sprays a fragrance dusty
Upon the uncrippling feet of time,
As the offsprings of Spring twist and bend
And sway in motions sublime,
Evoking ecstasy free of end.
Oft the elements swing or swap moods:
A few time gay, and all time blunt;
Weary pilgrims recourse in boxed-woods,
When nature dims, bare of wondrous stunt:
At your wake let all glooms flee,
As you breathe a reviving glee!
When Love Is Maiden...
When Love is maiden,
Each moment is golden;
From a fountain laid of marble,
Sweet-fragranced flowers bubble:
The earth becomes a garden
To the butterflies aliven.
Darling Time all things
Nurses, 'tis the triun-blade who flings;