A cup of coffee, a sink-full of dirty dishes, a mournful look out the window…

April 3, 2017 at 6:19 am Leave a comment

And I spy:


Shaft in Ethiopia, East-Lynn in Seattle, and think, ever so mournfully, of:

“አብሽ እና ፋፋ”

“የእመት ጣዬ እንጉርጉሮ”

“ሴሜጋ እንዴት እንደተያዘ”

and, of course, pure poetry from Egigayehu Shibabaw:

It is as if I am coming down with an acute case of home-sickness. 🙂


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