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My Father’s Geography


I was parading the Co’te d’ Azure,
hopping the short trains from Nice to Cannes,
following the maze of streets in Monte Carlo
to the hills that overlook the vile.
A woman fed me pate in the afternoon,
calling from her stall to offer me more.
At breakfast I talked in French to an old man
about what he loved about America – the Kennedys.
On the beaches I walked and watched
topless women sunbathe and swim,
loving both home and being so far from it.
At a phone call looking to Africa over the Mediterranean,
I called my father, and missing me, he said,
“You almost home boy.  Go on cross that sea!”
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Afaa M. Weaver

On the beaches I walked and watched…..
Peace,
Tenthltr2u
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A child of the 60's I often feel out of place in the world as it exist today. Too much excess, too much materialism, too few people who genuinely care or give a damn. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. Antoine de Saint-Exupery

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