“What would I be in dread of and the souls of my own dead thick like bees around me”. Kevin Danaher The year in Ireland.
Lay the fire, put seats out, leave a feast for your people, a barnbreck loaf, nuts, seeds & maybe a tipple.
Baya Wabaya John Chibadura
Carrying spirit in song: Zezuru Kurova Guva ceremony
https://journal.ru.ac.za/index.php/africanmusic/article/view/1828/921
