African Dream

Poem

African Dream

(meeting Alf Khumalo:
“call me Alf” he said with a wink)

take of in Cape Town at dawn
the horizon is an oyster
the mountain table
is ready for breakfast

next to me an elderly man
sits with his camera
adjusting different lenses
– he looks happy

I open my lab top
to type a few words trying
to catch the peacefulness
of this early morning flight

above Kimberley we fly
through various cumuli
he lifts his camera – I ask
“What are you doing sir?”

he explains the softness & asks
“What are you doing lady?”
I put what you see
through your lens in words

like the mushrooms on our plates
he looks surprised asks when & where
he can buy my first collection
there is none so far & he has left me

leaving his work in my heart

c.w.

• fleursdumal.nl magazine

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