Dislocation

Morwenna

Dislocation

 

First full day back in Africa.

Fading light in the sudden dusk

A pewter sky.

 

I’m bathed in a sudden flood of familiarity.

The shadows of childhood memories,

Of journeys on earth-packed roads

Through miles of thorn scrub.

 

I follow a footpath through knee-high bushes,

Their thorns, finger-long, are soft grey

As they catch the last of the light.

 

Suspended from umbrella-shaped acacia trees

The globes of weaverbird nests

Form silhouettes against the glowing sky.

 

I know photographs will not distil

This moment,

This evocation,

This recognition of belonging here.

 

I also belong a continent away,

The far side of the equator,

In a rain-soaked country,

Where, right now, thorn bushes are exuberant with May blossom.

  • Author: Morwenna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 14th, 2022 05:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is written about a time BC - before Covid - when we visited friends in Africa.
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments3

  • Doggerel Dave

    So here you casually ( well - not casually, but deliberately) disclose in poetic form a whole part of your life hitherto hidden.
    What an enjoyable surprise, Morwenna.

    • Doggerel Dave

      Postscript: Apologies - as I take a stroll (scroll?) through your back catalogue, I find.....

      • Morwenna

        Do I feel an autobiograpical verse coming on? The Ballad of Stops and Starts perhaps?

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      • Fay Slimm.

        A captivating snippet of your happy revisit to a continent of exotic memories Morwenna - thank you for sharing some of your fantastic childhood in exciting Africa.

        • Morwenna

          Oh thanks Fay that is kind - but to me England was exotic: apples in the shops! you could see your breath! Etc.

        • Goldfinch60

          Wonderful words and memories Morwenna.

          Andy

          • Morwenna

            Aww thanks!



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