Log Cabin Chronicles

Bath in the river

ROSA CLEMENT

So delightful is taking
a bath upon a fallen trunk
with a calabash
at the river's edge
and being able

to watch the diving of birds,
the dance of aquatic plants,
dolphins rippling the water,
fruits falling,
fish catching them;

to wave to the boats passing,
full of hammocks
swinging the dreams of travellers,
and discreetly curl my shoulders
to check the thickness of my dress.

to meet the returning canoe,
that carries my name,
full of bananas and cassava,
among the full fishnets;

then run, anxious to be home
to taste the savory fish,
with my mind full
of river's memories.

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