Instead of telling your children
of our heroes, folklores, tales, and sayings,
you went out all day to talk
and laugh with your visitors
only to come home spent.
Now they grope blindly
among the wild wind of new ways
without the shelter of their history,
their living anchor, their root.
"Root" is part four of our four-part series of poems on Ananse stories. Previous installments can be found in our archives.