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HARVEST OF HATE by WOLE SOYINKA

First Line: SO NOW THE SUN MOVES TO DIE AT MID-MORNING
Last Line: ALONE OF PETALS, FOR MUTED SWELL OF WINE-BUDS %IN AUGUST RAINS, AND SINGING IN GREEN SPACES
Subject(s): HATE; NIGERIAN CIVIL WAR;

Poem Sources:

AGAINST FORGETTING; TWENTIETH-CENTURY POETRY OF WITNESS.
  FORCHE, CAROLYN (ED.)
  (1993)
 



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