A poem for quietly giving thanks

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Collateral Beauty in a Time of Famine

Fajr  (dawn)
Call-to-prayer wakens
all in this desert-edge town,
even the roosters.

Dhuhr  (noon)
On cracked-open soles,
thousands walk from hard to here,
weak bearing weakest.

Asr  (afternoon)
"Peace, peace," whisper-sings
midwife to child, newly born
and newly orphaned.

Maghrib  (sunset)
Families with little
keep stew warm over embers
for strangers with less.

Isha'a  (night)
Star-spangled dark sky
swallows suffering, emits
unexpected grace.

               Lori Zink

* FAVL board member Lori Zink was a Peace Corps volunteer in Niger back in the 1980s, and shared with us this poem she wrote, reflecting how much her time in a Sahelian village inspired her.  Thanks Lori for the beautiful imagery.

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Books, reading, and libraries relevant to Africa by Michael Kevane, co-Director of FAVL and economist at Santa Clara University.

Other contributors include Kate Parry, FAVL-East Africa director, FAVL Burkina Faso representative Koura Donkoui, FAVL Burkina Faso program manager Krystle Nanema, and FAVL friends Emilie Crofton and Elisee Sare.

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