George Tar­dios

Nyasi (Grass)

The London Magazine - - CONTENTS -

Af­ter mon­soon rains When wind shiv­ers Grass taller than my head un­du­lates like snakes Waves invit­ingly to travellers To step into its boom­slang-green­ness

Be wary. To step into high grass is to be en­veloped In itch­ing seeds Trip over roots Be­come soaked. If near a vil­lage to be cov­ered in fleas.

Grass can be­come an en­emy Cam­ou­flage preda­tors. Around African huts it is cleared well-away Hard red earth is a fire­break Re­veal­ing rep­tiles.

And yet soft temp­ta­tion drags us in. Food for our don­keys Com­fort­able, we think. Un­til cov­ered in grass seeds Knocked stupid from stum­bles Faced with thick­ets We be­gin to hack.

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