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Done for Mindmiserymenagerie, BastetsShardorma photo prompt. We are to imagine a time, when poetry games (in Japan) and story telling were the main pastime in the evenings. No television, radio or computer just people sitting ’round the fireplace. In Africa, storytelling is part and parcel of us. Even our dance gestures and moves tell stories of their own. In Ghanaian folklore, Ananse, (A-nan-se) or the Spider is credited with much cunning and guile and he becomes the subject of many stories woven and told around the fireside in the evenings, often with a morale.



warming hands

over Nana’s flames

that sizzles

fat corn cobs

crickets, and owls make music

 to Ananse’s wish



family, death

Ananse cheats all

we giggle with excitement



cobs roasted

we chew and exhale

Nana’s jaws

 in tandem

we sigh at Ananse’s fate

at hands of gum-man

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