KARAMOJANS

i

A tall man

Without clothes

Beautiful

Like a statue

Up close

His eyes

Are running

Sores.

ii

The Noble Savage

Erect

No shoes on his

feet

His pierced ears

Infected.

iii

“Quite incredible—

your hair-do is

most divine——

Held together

With cow dung?

You mean——?!

The lady stares

At her fingers.

iv

A proper English meal

Near the mountains

“More tea, please”

Down the street

A man walks

Quite completely

Nude.

v

Bare breasts loose

In the sun

The skin cracked

The nipples covered

With flies

But she is an old

Woman

What?—twenty?

vi

A Catholic church

The chaste cross

Stark

Against the purple sky.

We surprise a

couple there alone

In prayer?

vii

There is no need for

Sadness

After the dying boy

There is the living girl

Who throws you a

kiss.

viii

How bright the little

girl’s

Eyes were!

a first sign of

Glaucoma.

ix

The Karamojans

Never civilized

A proud people

I think there

Are

A hundred left.