Renewal

Joy R. Wilson Parrish Poem Kubili

Shadow, with his thundering lectures and his thumb pressed upon my head, dissects my intentions with deliberateness. There is no need for light. I am not allowed to enter the…

Mirrors

Joy R. Wilson Parrish Poem Kubili

This cat ,long of leg and green of eye slinks with challenged elegance across filth strewn floors, shadows deep obscure her ragged opulence. Once lithe, now halting and wearied, a…

Dauphine Street

Joy R. Wilson Parrish Poem Kubili

Dauphine Street The air leans heavy. Legs damp with jasmine lay tangled within sheets stained with sugar another d chicory,  from the shop down the street. Youth wakes me, laughing,…

POEM KUBILI 63 – The Sun God

Joy R. Wilson Parrish Poem Kubili

  The Sun God The Sun God drifts, bare feet hovering just above the gravel and weed hips swaddled, skull well wrapped in muslin and mystery. Our small faces daily…