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Emmanuel Sigauke

Emmanuel Sigauke

Emmanuel Sigauke was born in Zimbabwe, where he started writing at the age of thirteen. After graduating from the University of Zimbabwe with a BA in English, he moved to California where he completed graduate studies. He teaches English at Cosumnes River College in Sacramento, where he is an editor of the Cosumnes River Journal.  He has published poetry in journals and magazines in Zimbabwe, Ireland and the United States. His recent publications have appeared in Virtual Poet, Slow Trains Journal, Ibhuku, and African Writer.com.
 
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 Only the Landscape KnowsOnly the Landscape Knows by Emmanuel Sigauke
Let me whisper to the bush, guardian of my homelet me proclaim the message of arrivalin this time of warlet me not leave any stone unturnedlet me whisper to the bushlet me say:
 The Killer-Bee Banquet by Emmanuel Sigauke
Hurray to the Gonera beesthat attacked but did not kill the boywho had wondered awayfound himself stuckin a mouthless cave, aware out therewas light waiting to be se
 Poets at Heroes Acre by Emmanuel Sigauke
Exhume poets and bury themat the Heroes Acre.Give them space, respect their shivering bonesRebury them there, those who spoke never to quitthe teeth of whos
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 Those Mototi Days by Emmanuel Sigauke
I sat on the summit of Chisiya, on the hard overhanging granitecontemplating the day this rock would tire and abandon duty,thinking: But let that day be one I am perched here, an eagle,looking in the distanc
 "My Niece in Zimbabwe" by Emmanuel Sigauke
I just hear you elopedgreen, unschooled,a shrub to scrubsweep and weepwhen they knowyou are grim on the screenof decency turning indecentwhen they seethe softness
 "Zimbabwe Song" by Emmanuel Sigauke
I will teach myself the new song;I will not wait, I will not wail,for those who sung and strung the tune.I will sing it like I am the first;I will summon ears that listen,or those
 "Only the Landscape Knows" by Emmanuel Sigauke
Let me whisper to the bush, guardian of my homelet me proclaim the message of arrivalin this time of warlet me not leave any stone unturnedlet me whisper to the bushlet me say:
 "Beyond Yesterday" by Emmanuel Sigauke
You are ready to grow upafter years of chasing the windroaring on the wayto surpass crusty-throated dreams. You were in a vortexunlike a dog chasing the shadow of your tailci
 "Rest Camp" by Emmanuel Sigauke
Rest camp! Brother and a few fellowswould go there to plunder metal sheets from the roof;brother made pots, drums, and other household utensilsand he then packaged them, and sat them on the back
 "The War & the Village" by Emmanuel Sigauke
The old women of my village plundered by war -McMillan’s Wind raging and howling, a new era groaned to it's dawn.I saw the old men of Mazvihwa thrashed to near-deathby war-drunk youths and the comr
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