Artisanal Village - Aburi
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1996-07-06
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To the woman selling handicraft outside Barns Philip’s doors (a word to the tourist)
You have to walk slowly now:
These are treasures not to be missed -
Stop, maybe, and inspect, feel the polished shell,
the turtleshell bracelet and the ring, unique.
The oyster sadness dusted clean
Countless times a day just for your eye
See the handbag! See such beautiful designs!
And those fingers weaving like spiders,
those arms sagging and frail can do wonders still -
watch the fingers alone - oh, how dexterous!
Unpolished dedication! See the stringing of
pearly shells. How lovely!
But you don’t understand how they’re stringing
their life beads outside these doors,
like corpses, the concrete mattress gathers
the cold and pumps it home.
But don’t consider, inspect and make a bargain.
And you have to look a little above the collar bone
at the fleshy neck, blue venis, the cride jaw.
…………………….Surely you must have seen
this face somewhere before, perhaps in
a museum: the Polynesian goddess…………….
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A thesis submitted to the Board of Postgraduate Studies, Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology, Kumasi, in partial fulfilment of the requirement for the award of Postgraduate Diploma in Architecture, 1996