The African Masks – poem

The AFRICAN MASKS: [A VISION poem].

—————-

The African Masks
and sculpture in wood
came alive
and began at first
muttering, then raising
a growing din
louder and louder
till the windows
of the antique store
began to wobble
“Not all at once!”
said I to them all.
I cupped my ears
to drown out the crowd.

———-

Note: I was in an antique mall, at a booth featuring a hundred or more African Masks. I wondered what would happen if they all began to speak …

 

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