Poetry · Reflection
AKOSAH KWADWO ~ THE HEART IS NOT YET SWEET
16 July 2012
And then we added the colors in the rain
The hundred pins in the skeletons of dust
In the dawn and evening
Of the wedding of mourning
In the earth of the harsh country
But if the sun falls
Within you in the years
And the heart is not yet sweet
Let no one touch it
In the how many years of the sun…
Akosah Kwadwo
2012
Painting is A Summer Night, 1890 by Winslow Homer
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