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The chicken is butchered, plucked, and cooked.
I woke twice last night. Once to elephants, once to thunder. How similar the two. The elephants came at 2:30 AM. They were frolicking in the watering hole, breaking branches, making assorted grunts, and moving the earth with their heavy … Continue reading
Hut With a View – 9/29/11 – “The rooster and the pigeon”, “What I have not done”, “Nkukhu” 5:45 AM The rooster and the pigeon The rooster and pigeon are competing for dominance. It’s early enough that the rooster still … Continue reading
Hut With a View – 9/29/11 Clouds! Clouds! Clouds! They came like rescue planes. Clouds! Beautiful, bellied, buoyant. Clouds! White and grey against blue. Clouds! Out of nowhere. Clouds! Suddenly there was shade. Suddenly, there was coolness. Suddenly there was … Continue reading
It’s morning at the camp. The marmalade orb they call the sun is clinging to the horizon, appearing dreary eyed from behind the haze, as if it hasn’t quite made up it’s mind. Should I go up, or come back … Continue reading