PALM TREES- A POEM BY ÒGÚNYỌMÍ ISRAEL ABÍDÈMÍ
Palm trees! O palm trees!!
I’m jealous of your feathery crowns
To the east, then to the
west,
Elegantly and gently, they dance To the rhythms of whistling winds
Greener and greener,
with new shoots and sprouts
They attend falls’ festivals of water
Dauntlessly fresh and smooth,
They shame drought’s heinous harmattan.
While
other trees’
mouths, like uprooted cowpeas,
Sorrowfully wither away in an insufferable thirst, Alert and active, you resist the
pride of weather.
Akiika!
Ibi gbogbo igi oko gbe wo’we
parako parako
Ope ko, Ope
o wo’we:
Ati wo‘we olope, o dorun!
Behold these young sprouting palm-fronds! How pleasantly attractive they are
to
the eyes! Seasons have ridden upon seasons backs
Even as horsemen ride upon their horses
And Palm trees pretend as if they’re dying
Palm trees are not dying;
Lo, the sprouting fronds of
palm trees!
Palm
trees! O palm trees!!
Your own heaven is different!
But why should the nature
bother
you with so much a task?
Isn’t it you that bring red oil into the world?
Isn’t it your womb that conceives palm nuts with shells
In their bunches?
Palm trees! O palm trees!!
Your heaven is surely different!!!
White
whelming wine runs through your
stem
As rivers of blood run through human veins
Kai…
Emu lemu ope
laye!
Abi’to funfun lenu bi akuwarapa!
White
wine – the joy of noble black keg-men! Your feathery fingers cover
The
nakedness of
Ogun
And their veins sweep-clean
Dirt and dusts
–
Heinous enemies of our
vicinities
Palm trees! O palm trees!!
What a priceless bundles of value!!
This is an elating ode to a priceless natural companion! Deeply mystical feelings pervade the whole piece, itself designed like a palm tree. The words identify to the subject. Gorgeous
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