While we were camping

A poem about childhood and friendship, about travelling and memories.

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1. While we were camping

 

You asked me to open my jewel case

And laughed when you picked up a bracelet

Green beads made of glass on a shoelace

You asked will you keep it and wear it

 

This bracelet is not just some cheap stuff

My name sister made it in a small tent

Her eyes like a long play by Chekhov

Her short hair I think was like dark flint

 

I was five and she was six

Hand in hand a perfect mix

Playing and dancing

While we were camping

At the Rivers of Bordeaux

Flamenco at the bistro

Latin a go-go

 

One day she just smiled and flew away

I cried in the tracks of the caravans

My summer collapsed like a soufflé

And black clouds arrived in the distance

 

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