Ifi Amadiume, Nigerian poet, “Bitter” in 2005 at CWRU

“If you were to squeeze me and wash,
squeeze me and wash, squeeze and wash me,
and I foam, again and again,
like bitter-leaf left out too long to wither,
you would not squeeze the bitterness out of me.”

– “Bitter”

“The stepmother cheated and gave the motherless child the tail end, which is always bitter. … When roasted, it is bitter; When cooked in a pot, it is bitter; If this is wrong, may it rain all day.”

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