Londolozi September 2015 by Kat Crawford

Kat Crawford | May 13th, 2016 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | 1 Comment


Not knowing
what might transpire in the bush
I signed up for a dream
where wilderness came in me
like a lover
tawny eyes striped fur
have entered my soul forever
Setswana songs imbue my heart
linger like a leopard on a branch
I cannot sing the same songs yet
so I turn to white water lilies
for cues my muse
our guide’s eyes deep
like the sable antelope
who grazes a stone’s throw
from giant Land Rovers
begging for great grey hippos
their guttural cries from glassy rivers
connection by sounds
splish splish of the oars
low grand rumble of splendid elephants
stomach gurgling
finely tuned to immense ears
babies mothers fathers
everything is huge
even spiders
all running
everyone crawling running jumping
to a mighty rhythm from drums
that call us to what we all know
but have hidden for so long
we return to the bush
to melon sunrises crocodile nightfall
safe under tents to hear again that song
wooing us to join them

Poet Bio

Kat Crawford lives in San Rafael California with her husband. She fell in love with Africa after a trip in 2015. She has been published in several quarterlies and her first book, A Particular Heaven, was published in 2014.

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