Palmwine Poems

To Palmwine

Let me pour you
in the bustle of late bees
For the day’s job is done
and the sun leaves my back
to the bosom of Kuli valley

Let me sip you
in the whiteness of my grey hair
For the firewood will be heavy on my neck
And the way home is winding

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To Palmwine

Let me pour you
in the bustle of late bees
For the day’s job is done
and the sun leaves my back
to the bosom of Kuli valley

Let me sip you
in the whiteness of my grey hair
For the firewood will be heavy on my neck
And the way home is winding

......

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  Adjei Agyei-Baah (1 poems about Palmwine)
  June 29, 1977 - Kumasi, Ghana