Koha

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when my friend Rachelle decided to leave the land of clouds

for the West Island [usually somewhat dustier pastures]

she kindly left a treasure parcel behind

for me to collect the next time i drifted into the city of winds and waters

i arrived in Welly to find that our mutual friend Caroline

[who had been the guardian of the treasure in the months since Rachelle departed]

had kindly delivered it to my helltell.

there were many treasures

including things found, stitched and dyed

gathered by Rachelle over years

[her gathering skills are legendary]

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had it been a weekday i would have been tempted to ship my Koha south to await my next visit to the Lud Valley

but

it wasn't, so i unpacked and repacked.

fortunately i had been travelling relatively lightly 

[bar feeding the book addiction with acquisitions]

in the end i was left with the empty red suitcase

[i did try fitting it inside my bigger one]

and the question of what to do with it.

giving it to the Sallies was a possibility

but i was sure there was a more amusing solution

so

i decided to step out into the whirled 

and see where the colour red might lead

maybe the red suitcase could follow red markers and

find a new home

drifting along my trail

i found myself on Cuba Street

then wandered a little sideways

through a park with red gates

and saw Global Fabrics in the distance

upon which it occurred to me that quite often [on a Sunday]

there are students and other young folk working in the store

who might be able to use a suitcase

and

i

was

right

 

 

Brooke Barrett 

was very happy to give the suitcase a home

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after which i followed some more red marks

and went home myself