This poem is taken from PN Review 85, Volume 18 Number 5, May - June 1992.
Homelands
My granny sent this leaflet
to remind me of home. It shows
small grass huts under trees:
"Phezulu - the Living Museum
of Tribal Life". Some women
sit picturesquely beaded.
Another pounds in a mortar
with a five foot wooden pole.
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