Tag: The Snake Never Stirs
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Critical appreciation of the poem “The Snake Never Stirs” by Thomas Bvuma

A hunting paw quietly pounces out a cricket in mid-chirrup Staples skeletons of musasa trees creak and groan to dusty winds A hungry mongrel tired of chasing inviting stenches around the village drops onto bony buttocks aims muzzle at moon and moans So many years I have aquatted somewhere in the queue Long as the…
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