Andre Bagoo: Carnival Monday in Trinidad

Andre Bagoo




You are not my mother so you hold

my hand tighter than you should.

The wind blows my Indian feather,

And throws red dust into my face.

This is supposed to be fun, but when

We reach the Savannah stage I am terrified.

Your son, my half brother, is cold

He does not chip to the dollar wine.

This Kiddies’ Carnival experiment

Has gone awry. I’ve lost my axe.

You say you have to leave me here

It is five o’clock and Panorama is tonight.

You are going and my father is going

But my mother is staying home and

I am staying home to wash all this

Glitter and Vaseline off my small body.

But somewhere near that Savannah stage

The crowds crush my black cardboard axe.




Andre Bagoo is a journalist and poet

from Trinidad, West.Indies.

He was born in 1983.

The poem above gives us Trinidad Carnival

through a child’s eyes, and will be found in

Bagoo’s collection of poems, “Trick Vessels”,

to be published by Shearsman in March 2012.




Savannah:   Queen’s Park Savannah, huge park in Port-of-Spain;

central festivities site for Carnival – Parade of Bands,

Crowning of Calypso Monarchs, etc.

chip – to step or shuffle in time to the music

dollar wine – a reference to the 1991 calypso hit by Colin Lucas,

“Dollar Wine”

Panorama:  Carnival competition for Best

Pan Orchestra (i.e. Steel Band)