Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Monday, December 13, 2010
Returning
Getting to South Africa took
many papers.
Today they are in the trash.
My bedroom has changed little since
leaving and
the house
is quiet.
I don't know how I like my tea anymore.
Where can I go to remember myself?
The church, the mall,
a book, a meal,
my studio, my music,
running down the road?
Instead of myself,
I find new life
sprouting from
return to old ritual:
pen to page,
paint to canvas,
knife to carrots and cucumbers,
the walk down the driveway in the morning
where Americans are
the most important
war casualties to be announced.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
I'll be leaving South Africa in 10 days, and am in awe of this whole study abroad experience. Did I really know so little when I first got here? I feel like I know Durban and KwaZulu-Natal so well now.
I have had the lucky opportunity to walk in many different worlds, seeing through the eyes of Zulus, Afrikaaners, Englishmen, Indians, the rich, the poor, and many in between. I've learned where locals get delicious roti rolls at any hour of the night for just 25 rand. I've learned the candid intricacies of the South African prison system, and how offenders can be victims too. I've learned the feeling of flying. I've learned that I am extremely, extremely powerful.
I've always said that I am a very lucky person, but have never known it to be more true than now.