Another day in the tube
Whenever you are in London, there are many things you can do. Pamper yourself with endless shopping and food, visit historical places and palaces, check out museums and galleries. I came across this poem in the underground tube on one of those days traveling in and out of the city. I read it once, I read it twice then I read it the third time…
I quickly realize the flip side of living in any big city like London can be a cold, lonely and many times hungry =)
In London
every now and then
I get this craving
for my mother’s food
I leave art galleries
in search of plantains
saltfish/sweet potatoes
I need this link
I need this touch of home
swinging my bag
like a beacon against the cold
by Grace Nichols Fat Black Woman’s Poems
