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15 A Basket of Flaming Ashes The Award I welcome you with outstretched arms Your harvest is too big for the barn The gong and drums sing your return Children have gone to sleep Your name on their lips. Women have oiled their bosoms for the moon’s glow and your eye too. Men wait to lift you off the ground But I wait in my hut With herbs soaked in warm water for your tired feet Manyanga* to massage your aching back lemon grass to purge impurities of «road food» AND I saved some lamp oil to see the glint in your eyes Tonight we will not see the moon... Tonight! * Oil from palm kernels known for its medicinal qualities ...

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