JARED ANGIRA
IT WOULDNT MATTER NOW
I saw you grow in my heart
From that mustard seedling
The tender heather
Feeling the spread of our roots
Tightening the hold
Around my organs of survival
The branches spreading
With the courage of dawn
Umbrella shade to the scorching sun
Umbrella cover to the drenching rain
Even when the leaves turned yellow
I never noticed
When the leaves dried
I guess I never bothered
Because I did not know
But even if I bother now
The roots are long lost time in me
And it wouldnt change a thing.
JARED ANGIRAwas born in Kenya, January 21st, 1947. He has written poetry for thirty five years and published seven books of poems such as: Juices, 1970; Silent Voices, 1972; Soft Corals, 1973; Cascades, 1979; The Years Go By, 1980; y Tides of Time –selected poems-, 1996. At the moment he resides in Seattle, Washington, USA. He was the director of the Association of Writers of Kenya, until 2005, year in which he left this country. “Mine has been an attempt to cope with Forces of Mind Destruction, poetry that seeks to find meanings into what is a seemingly mundane, meaning into situations that cannot be concretized into regular prisms. They are poems that accept constant shifts in paradigm but which give strength to a moment in time where/when there will emerge joy, true love and hope out of patience and humility, honesty and sincerity.”
