A whole sea between us-
You said we could meet half-way, if we swam.
You said we could, it is only a sea-
and Yilma Tafere Tasew
He was saved, mine,
the moment sandmud
touched his palm.
I fed my voice to the seagulls.
Watched them snap at my lips
with their polished yellow beaks,
squabble and tear and devour
I look at the horizon for a trillion, trillion years.
It will happen, perhaps, and I will be a witness. The earth will miraculously
cure itself. Water will turn into ice. Mesmerised, I will watch the white sculptures,
remember the Arctic and its magnificence, and shiver on the shore. The sun will play