A poem
by Phillippa Yaa de Villiers
南アフリカの詩人
フィリッパから山の女へ
I asked the mountain to give me a name.
It did not answer in words. I tried
to sit still, to be its shadow so that
I would know
everything that the mountain knows.
I stupidly thought
that the mountain could tell me who I am
because it has been awake since
before
long befor
I imagined
myself.
I am just sitting here
waiting. So far I've heard nothing
I have no answer
when you ask my name,
but if you need to call me,
call me
mountain. And yes I have tits and cunt
so yes I am woman. Beyond that I can't say
you'll have to ask me
another day.
Phillippa Yaa de Villiers / Jan. 2010
http://www.phillippayaadevilliers.org/
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