Havana by Oppong Clifford Benjamin


the perfumes in my clothes
smell of places and people
havana is full of
beaches with sands
that hold footprints
of long forgotten lovers
the sea is where i go whenever
i want to return to myself
but today on the road to a beach
a black lady wore
the exact white shirt,
pair of blue jeans pant
and versace euros perfume
you wore when we went to havana
i’ve changed my route
i’m heading to the graveyard
more than ever
i want to return to you rather.
a meaningful life is walking the path that leads to you

©2018 Oppong Clifford Benjamin


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Oppong Clifford Benjamin is a civil engineer by profession and award-winning poet. His poems have appeared in KWEE magazine in Liberia, the Portor Portor (an anthology which featured six contemporary poets and six established poets across the world), Brittle paper, WRR, Ghana Writes Literary Journal, the UK poetry library. In 2013, WRR poetry in Nigeria honoured Clifford as the Ghana Poet of the year. Clifford has read his poems in Ghana, Nigeria, South Africa and Russia. He has authored a collection of short stories titled The Virgin Mother and other short stories, published by Forte Publishing house in Monrovia, Liberia.




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