Netsanet Tesfay, a U.S. lawyer currently living in Kenya, composed this poem after a recent trip to the Turkana region of Kenya; the most famous landmark of the area is Lake Turkana.
making a slow foray into rachis territory
converging in the middle of my spine before
forming a stream on my lower back.
capture that small space in time
oxygen flows into my lungs and
expires into breath.
collect scattered thoughts.
down sloping hill
hot stubborn sand
pushing blistered toes
into yellow sand dunes
fifty miles west
past Turkana men
dressed in woolen blankets
adorned in otrich feathers.
the cradle of humankind sits in