Sao Jose Paquette Africa

Sao Jose Paquette Africa 

Sao Jose Paquette Africa

Sounds delicious in the mouth

But it was a slaveship!

Packed like sardines

Flesh to flesh, 

our kindred spirits

On a tortuous turbulent ride

Mounting seas howling  

As if to drown the voices

That ride on wings of ancestral winds

Within the whirlwinds

We catch breaths of hope

Against hope

That we do not touch

The floors of roaring seas!

  • Pitika Ntuli
  • Bone and found objects
  • 28 x 91 x 28 cm