Harmattan
1
Autumn, harmattan
—forest everywhere
births green or rust hue
2
Harmattan
—my lips are eager
to map the season
3
Fog-ensnared ocean:
fishermen gasp
in the net of harmattan
©Nket Godwin
Copyright © Nket Godwin | Year Posted 2023
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