A Trip to Zanzibar

Anjiya Sulaiman


An island
a heart of weathered stone,
ninety minutes from
the sovereign shore.
Step into its warm embrace,

listen to the winds
carried with the ocean salt;
They whisper stories
of conqueror and conquered,
regrowth from sand and ash.

Walk the narrow streets,
lined by dark, ornate carved doors;
which at once beckon,
wood glistening in light,
glinting spikes warn away.

Anjiya Sulaiman is a Guest Contributor to Panorama.