Photo is of Soweto, Jo’burg.
This African night in Northern Cape
Has me think of Brando in ‘Apocalypse Now’;
Surreal shadows and eclectic emotions jig
On sand, our skin and the faces-smiling.
In a shipping container the mobile shop is busy
While in the shanty shop business is hectic
Electric pink jackets on a lady turns my head;
We walk Oma and I
On toward home.
Shanty café for a toastie!; Soweto
We are walking across the township;
Lava bright threads of light sideways:
The paola is next to the welding
It’s at the back stoop of the Mandela hooses*.
Walking and walking in the chill of July
I wonder what happened to much of this in us
How our communities were bound and existed;
Interdependence, dependence, Independence
They do reels and dialectics in heid* and heart.
The red earth is dusty
Soon we will be in the kitchen
Out this light into another
We will drink tea and talk
As the chill air settles.
Thanks to Bruce Damer (interesting guy!) and Phil Bletherwick for SA photos above the latter.
For ST, ‘Mammy’ and rest of GT team in NC, SA.