on viewing the grave of my infant brother by Peter Midgley | Poems Rethabile Likes
on viewing the grave of my infant brother by Peter Midgley | Poems Rethabile Likes on viewing the grave of my infant brother by Peter Midgley plot 4278, windhoek cemetery— cinder-burnt into the desert sand, little angels gemsbuck above your head, raindropped craters on your faded marble rib. i wander through acres of children’s graves, searching till i find you: first row, fourth from the left: we meet at last. at a first glance you are nothing extraordinary— no familiar signs, nothing but the headstone our parents described. but if i were to tear you open like a !narra, repack the peel around your skull, woul...