Three Poems - Ron Riekki

For Jacob Osae

I am a seed too.
It’s the jury of kindness,

the blossoms of snow
in the hearts of Soninke.

We’re not hurt.
We’re bold.

I want you to be whole
and to be full of bliss.

For Victoria Nunoo

Hail to the sun,
the lake of its flames,

the lick of its world,
the way that it looms,

the love of the sky;
it likes to hide at night
in the low arms
of the Milky Way.

For Novisi Dzitrie

The fish leap
deep into the lungs
of our nets

because we have listened
to the tales
of our souls.

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