Nicole Poem
She, came and sat near me, while Rhodes university activists read
Palestinian Poetry, Intense girl with Malachite top
Ankle length gypsy dress
Long loved shoes
She came and sat near me
We spoke about piano
Cello Art Ideas Language Stationary
When she smiled she had dimples
An unlikely guitarist named Louis played Cuban Music and a breeze
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Exhaled and inhaled beneath citrus segment sections of our large lime green parachute
Surreal Marquees sky
She grew up in Fort Beaufort
Parents passed through Alice
French-Swiss Ancestry on a Mozambican Mission
Our philosophy and Ice Tea was self-taught anthropology
Over black label quartz in two glasses paid for with the last R20 we had between us
She laughed at loud at the rain deluge that missed me
Not knowing I was already soaked by her thunderstorm
Stripped naked and standing gratefully as the life giving Kalahari rain droplets of her words formed rivulets of sound on my
Bushman sun-wrinkled skin.
