along the route of
the carnival of grilled
over the tongue
like a revelation,
and my father
smiling, letting go
Port-au-Prince:) What inspired?
hi, Katy – describing the taste of grilled mangoes reminded me of Haitian mangoes reminded me of Dad teaching us how to swim in Port-au-Prince (smile).
such rich imagery, the vivid taste of the mangoes, and the ending — what’s to say except what’s written. Love the connection between the mangoes and learning to swim.
thank you so much. every time i tasted a grilled mango on that stick, it was like sweet potato melting in my mouth! so delicious – and someone had to point it out to me that it was mango! so, a revelation! love it.
To me, this is a fugue of color and feeling…
the photo or writing? (smile) thank you!
YUM! I followed your comment from Faith Returns Home, and I love your pics!!!! Got any of mommies nursing babies?
at the moment, no – but there’s always a first! (smile) thank you for visiting. come back for a daily dose of photography and a bit of writing! thank you.