Ethnographies

it is locked inside ~ the knowledge of centuries ~ in dust on their feet — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Ancient desert

the dry wild Namib ~ fog rolls in over the sea ~ and endless red dunes — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Home

rain on a tin roof ~ dry red dust between my toes ~ child of Africa — Lize Bard © Haiku out of Africa

Perfume of mental decay

there is an odour ~ coming from the house of the ~ stable genius — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Question to America from Africa

shithead president ~ America how can you ~ stand by this racist?  — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Africa

here the hard and soft ~ here our love has no measure ~ our hearts touch the land — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In Africa

I wanted to see ~ the many facets of life ~ but the core was here


© Lize Bard

@ Haiku out of Africa