Kamau Brathwaite Quote

And as he worked within his
shattered Sunday shop, the wood took shape: dry shuttered
eyes, slack anciently everted lips, flat
ruined face, eaten by pox, ravaged by rat
and woodworm, dry cistern mouth, cracked
gullet crying for the desert, the heavy black
enduring jaw; lost pain, lost iron;
emerging woodwork image of his anger.

Islands (1969), Ogun