New Mix inspired by Maputo

Café Del Soul (Maputo Sunday)
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Maputo beachfront

That day we smelled the sea,
felt the rain,
and first spent half-an-hour
sipping sweet coffee
while amaZyoni huddled in
tight groups all along the beach.

Everyone was cold, you said:
the worshippers;
you; me.

Later, when you spoke of your latest lover,
I looked away beyond the cafe
at the coconut palms
being shaken by the wind,
and the salt spray
breaking on the wall,
all the while
wishing I could stop
the shaking that seemed
to clutch so tightly at my heart.

Back again!

I'm blogging again. It's been a while but now I'm back. Ironically for a Swaziland-based blog, this first post is being written from Maputo, where I am visiting friends. It's a new year and I'm feeling upbeat about it--it's going to be good one.