In My Room/Office/Studio

In My Room/Office/Studio
"A writer and nothing else: a man alone in a room with the English language, trying to get human feelings right." - John K. Hutchen.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Does The Moon Really Have Eyes?

...A knock on the door woke him up. The first drops of the rain were already hitting the ground. He felt them pelting on the grass thatch and he looked up at the roof. A couple of drops hit the floor besides the bed. He pulled a bucket and put it on the spot. The knock banged on the door again. Could it be the police?  Maybe they had decided to bring his equipment and he could start painting again. He walked to the door and opened it. Shock creased his face in panic. He looked at her with disbelief. The girl in his painting stood there in the intensifying rain, getting soaked.  
            ‘Hi,’ she smiled. Kagiso noticed for the first time how beautiful she was. She had come for her painting and he felt his heart beating faster. He did not know what to say. Inviting her into his hut was the last thing he wanted to do. Nonetheless, he did it. 
            ‘Please come in,’ he said, realising that she was getting wet. He stepped aside and she walked into the room. The bucket in the centre of the room
gurgled as the stream of water splashed in. He motioned for her to sit on the bed. The only seat available was a short, wooden stool. He cradled on it.
            ‘I… I’m sorry to pop in unexpected. I came to the market yesterday but you were nowhere to be seen. I looked around to no avail but I wanted the painting. Today I asked everyone at the market if they knew where the painter stay
s. Someone directed me. I’m sorry to intrude,’ she said.
            There was a prolonged pause. Water streamed into the bucket
– a sonorous chorus that made him grit his teeth. Refilwe’s eyes were fixed to the floor. She avoided looking around in fear of making him uncomfortable. Kagiso’s adobe residence was a complete opposite of hers...

This is an extract from my award winning story, The Moon has Eyes. The book The Moon Has Eyes and Other Stories will be available for sale at the Maun International Poetry Festival 2012 on Saturday 26th May for only BWP88.85. ($12.00). If you can’t make it to the festival for your copy, send your orders to seganabeng@yahoo.com with the subject line; the moon has eyes order. or contact me at +267 73597356 

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