O Daedalus, Fly Away Home by Robert Hayden
(For Maia and Julie)
Drifting night in the Georgia pines, coonskin drum and jubilee banjo. Pretty Malinda, dance with me.
Night is juba, night is congo. Pretty Malinda, dance with me.
Night is an African juju man weaving a wish and a weariness together to make two wings.
O fly away home fly away
Do you remember Africa?
O cleave the air fly away home
My gran, he flew back to Africa, just spread his arms and flew away home.
Drifting night in the windy pines; night is laughing, night is a longing. Pretty Malinda, come to me.
Night is a mourning juju man weaving a wish and a weariness together to make two wings.
O fly away home fly away
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