Esther At the Gate
There she stood
Legs akimbo
The sun setting
behind her
The maize crop
in green bloom
pitch darkness
besides her
The gateman's bench
Empty yet
The sentry door
Open still
Esther at the gate
her dark shadow
the grey sand
at her feet
Her white skirt
The white gate
Her white smile
The white lamp
Her low flats on
the brown grass
Velvet black skin
Color of her hair
Oh! Oh! Esther!
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