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Break and Burn by Pelonomi Itumeleng

Pelonomi Itumeleng | Jan 7th, 2021 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

Break
the said healers are magicians
understanding the art of mending
breaking
flying
crying.

Burn
they say phoenixes keep
folding the sky into folds
holds in warm
arms its feathers
for when the time comes.

maybe the colour of tommorrow
if the colour of fire in the sky.
it’s in the sounds of listening to our bones shatter
at break point.

Poet Bio

Peloonomi Itumeleng is an author of echoes of the inclined, she is a teacher, a leadership facilitator and a civic leader.

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