'talking, with ghosts' a poem by African Refugee, BushGrad

On a street in Cape Town, a dialogue between disjointed, emotive and more rational elements of memory. The speakers are contextualised within events preceding and following the Apartheid regime's unbanning of local mass organisations, and exiled persons. A fictional street vendor's recollections come forth as items he is selling, shrapnel or items littering the street corner, filled with pedestrians of diverse social status. The pavement scene is described within a cold urban landscape, while the pensive and warm images and dialogue juxtaposed, create a tension between the two elements of memory; a tension which is left unresolved. The dialogue is an evocative, lively metaphor for a more-than-twenty year period of events which, the closing lines suggest, leave those in the dialogue, with little certainty.

The poem may be read on the blog You Are On Your Own. I share this link and description by way of introducing myself to the Steemit community.

The image below is of a Cape Town suburb on the sprawling, sandy landscape lovingly known as The Cape Flats. Stories related to this image may be found on the website, Roads and Kingdoms.

Image of Hanova Park, Cape Town