WHERE I BECOME YOU (4.) Poem by Antjie Krog

WHERE I BECOME YOU (4.)



4.

overwhelmed by the whisper of our
capacity to grip
this kneadable earth's mantle

can I not be not-you
you not be no-one
we not be nowhere
the unheard-of befitting word
not be unsaid by us

my heart falters - more weightless than before
yet bridgeable

there where I am other than you
I begin
it's true

but there where I am you
have become you
I sing beyond myself
light pulses of quicksilversong
a thing cast beyond all humankind

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