Before you hear the train You feel the wind; Before you feel the pain Your inner voice starts to softly sing. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
receiving
BLOW ON
There is something
I want to write
– this has happened to me before –
That is:
It is the poet who wants to write it
While I, the pen,
Am yet in the dark
I only feel the heat of inspiration
The dark ink, flowing
The red blood, going
Somewhere
The wind, blowing…
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 