The Weaver Bird Poem by Kofi Awoonor

The Weaver Bird

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The weaver bird built in our house
And laid its eggs on our only tree.
We did not want to send it away.
We watched the building of the nest
And supervised the egg-laying.
And the weaver returned in the guise of the owner.
Preaching salvation to us that owned the house.
They say it came from the west
Where the storms at sea had felled the gulls
And the fishers dried their nets by lantern light.
Its sermon is the divination of ourselves
And our new horizon limits at its nest.
But we cannot join the prayers and answers of the communicants.
We look for new homes every day,
For new altars we strive to rebuild
The old shrines defiled by the weaver's excrement.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Esther Burnson 21 June 2021

yh, nice poem

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isabel 26 February 2020

the weaver bird was forceful and manipulative

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Erims, Success Esosa 21 April 2018

please try to add the thematic preoccupation. thanks

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Erims, Success Esosa 21 April 2018

please try to add the thematic preoccupation. thanks

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Kofi Awoonor

Kofi Awoonor

Wheta, Gold Coast / Ghana
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