Thursday, August 27, 2015


In a traditional
Amhara music club,
with thatched walls
and straw strewn
on the ground,

the singer sang to me
Amharic poetry
while the
the krar player
gave melody as
he played the
single-stringed lute
with his bow.

your mother
is lucky
to have you 
as her son,

they sang in polyphonic tones

you are blessed
for the life
you live.

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