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Sunset
The sun spun like
a tossed coin.
It whirled on the azure sky,
it clattered into the horizon,
it clicked in the slot,
and neon-lights popped
and blinked "Time expired,"
as on a parking meter..
Oswald Mbuyiseni Mtshali
Mtshali is among the most widely read of the black South African poets writing in English. Born in rural Natal in 1940, Mtshali studied at Columbia University, and has taught at both Pace College in Soweto and at the New York City College of Technology.
He worked as a chauffeur, a messenger, and a deliveryman before publishing his best-selling first book of poetry, Sounds of a Cowhide Drum, in 1971. And whilst Mtshali’s poems explore the experiences of black South Africans during the apartheid-era, and depict both urban and rural life, this evocative spin on the African sunset has always been a favourite of mine.
“Sunset Afrika” © Greg Pillhofer, 2009
Original Capture 08/08/09 – Midvaal International Raceway, South Africa
Canon EOS350D | f/5.6 | 1/6000 sec | ISO400 | 200mm | No flash
3 Comments
That reminds me………..SUNDOWNER TIME! Any one gonna join me?
Nice. But you missed one important part of the Picture. Where is ET?
Thanks guys.
Robert – I think ET probably went home!