Sweet Smell of Africa

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Sweet smell of Africa

clings to my nostrils

it is in my bag

open it

my clothes unfold

a memory of singing

and dancing

under the night sky

fabric swirls

keeps the air

it its weave

releases

smells

of Ghana

Cote de Ivoire

 

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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille and use the word keep

Sweet Smell of Africa

In Albania

In Albania

we visit the Jonathon Center

dance with the children

who are celebrating a birthday

This is the house where Mother Teresa’s mother

and sister lived during Communism

Mother Teresa was not allowed into the country

they said she was a spy

When Communism fall in Albania

Mother Teresa returned

put flowers of forgiveness on the grave

of the dictator and then went to her mother’s grave

When her mother was living

people would have coffee with her

they could not talk about God

there was no God in Albania

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stories from Albania

In Albania

Meeting a Writer at Lake Bosumtwi

When you return will you bring me a writing book?

the English was heavily accented

the face was young and inquiring

English I say

When you return will you bring me a writing book?

I heard the word clearer now and know of a request for book

any book I ask

a writing book

Are you a writer I am a writer

Then I remember that I have a small moleskin book in my bag

I bring out the book and present it to him

I hope he becomes a writer

I see him in the distance walking home with his book

We wave goodbye as I leave Lake Bosumtwi.

Meeting a Writer at Lake Bosumtwi