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Three short poems of South Africa
Here are three short poems which I hope will find resonance with my readers.
The second poem was written when I was attending the poetry workshops run by Lionel Abrahams.
The third poem is the only one of my poems I have ever read to an audience. A restaurant in Johannesburg held a series of peotry readings some years ago and I was able to share "I come from a valley" on one of the evenings.
Don't want to explain too much - just for those who are not familiar with South African terminology, the "Highveld" is the central plateau of South Africa, in particular the area around Johannesburg, where the winters are generally very cold and dry, the summers hot and stormy.
Please let me know what you think of these short offerings.
Thanks for reading them.
Felt like I was Making It
Felt like I was making it today
When the sun rose over
Houses slowly coming out of darkness
And birds wheeled over fields
Bordered with trees poking
Through the haze of morning.
Felt like I was making it this morning
As the light fought back the dark
Shadows grew shorter as the view grew longer.
In the winding light
A bird’s song cuts straight
While under the thunder
Rain chills the listener
And on the wind
Mimosa scent reminds
I Come from a Valley
I come from a valley of acorn and rotting leaf
where veld and river meet.
Dark water under the trees
sunshine on the hills.
The oriole counterpoints the herd boys’ cries.
I watch the mysterious the eel in murky water
A bell echoes through the valley.
I hold an acorn, rubbing off some soil.
The shell of the acorn is ridged and cracked -
it smells of life.
Frogs punctuate the river’s flow.
I sit in the coolness of the sunlight
hearing the trees as they bend to watch.
I am home
I am safe.
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