Odyssey From Africa 11f
Chapter 11 The Island Kingdom (f, continued...)
Near the north-most cape they passed, there
Lay the kingdom’s foremost city
By the name of Cannabarro
Here was found the royal palace
Of Ptolemy the Second.
In our time this city has the
Name of Antisiranana
This great city was however
Not the final destination
Of our fleet of sailing vessels
Which continued south along the
Eastern coast until they reached the
Bay of Antongil, wherein
They sailed up to its northern margin
To a small sea-faring town that
We now call Maroantsetra
(That great island’s wondrous place names
Long and beautiful to utter
Are a little hard to fit
Into inverse iambic rhythm!)
As the sun sank low before them
They saw tree-clad hills and beaches
Heard the screaming of the seabirds
As the ships approached a harbour
Sheltered by a wooded island
In a tranquil shallow inlet
Stood a row of waiting jetties
Made of sturdy timber gangplanks
Held by round-cut cores of tree trunks
Planted firmly in the seabed
This impressive port construction
Showed great prowess of its builders
Now their ship approached the quayside
With the aid of poles and rudder
As a sailor jumping nimbly
From the ship onto the jetty
Took in hand thick loops of bark-rope
Fore and aft secured the vessel;
So began the disembarking
Both the children with their animals
Were relieved that this sea crossing
Though exciting, now was ended
Han and Kwona and their family
Soon were standing on the shoreline
Then a group of men approached them
With them came a strange contraption
Wooden wheels rolled round an axle
Underneath a mounted platform
Two men towed the carriage forward
From a leading T-shaped harness
Now the vehicle stopped beside them
They had never seen its likeness!
Then the charioteers gave signal
To the family with their animals
That they climb the two-wheeled platform
Which they nervously attempted
Helped by Han and several others.
Round the margin ran a wood rail
Which they held to keep them steady
As the vehicle now lurched forward
Thus they rode by transport, laughing
As they rolled along the pathway
Han and several warriors walking
With the carriage, moving inland
On they rode upon the chariot
While the evening quickly darkened
Glimpsing nearby shapes of dwellings
Well-constructed wooden houses
Soon the travelling party halted
By a large impressive mansion
Several members of the household
Waited at the door to meet them
Copyright © Phil Salmon | Year Posted 2017
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