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Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Agbor Dancer by John Pepper Clark

See her caught in the throb of a drum
Tippling from hide-brimmed stem
Down lineal veins to ancestral core
Opening out in her supple tan
Limbs like fresh foliage in the sun

See how entangled in the magic
Maze of music
In trance she trads the intricate
Pattern rippling crest after crest
To meet the green clouds of the forest