Conversion Poem by Jean Toomer

Conversion

Rating: 2.8


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
Amen,
Shouts hosanna.

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Jean Toomer

Jean Toomer

Washington D.C.
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