Boudin

By: Yakima Cuffy-Bazil

On Sundays, Granny wakes beneath a cerulean sky

Weighing the hours before Mass

Stirring heart and soul into a cauldron of swine's blood

Ruddy as Christmas sorrel

Meting its fury with black pepper

Garden herbs

And cooked rice

Granny pipes the black pudding into casings of flesh

Moulding it into sustenance

To tame our wild appetites

Dipping the numbles into a cocotte

The size of a plenilune

Until the broth curds

And the smell of the thing howls at us

Like the tradewinds of our history –

Full bodied

Savory

Making the best of the sordid remnants of beasts

 

Boudin is the colour of the currency that brought us to unspoilt isles – our skin

It is the link that binds generations of West Indians to their ancestors – our blood

It is the repartee that cradles our stories – our tongue

Boudin wraps itself in a soft shell of rebellion

Licks its lips

And belches irreverently

To let hunger know

That death will have to come back another day

 

Hailing from the Commonwealth of Dominica, the Nature Island of the Caribbean, Yakima Cuffy is an

award-winning writer, poet and playwright. A lawyer by profession, the prominent themes in her

writing are patriotism, West Indian identity, migration, faith and sensuality. Ms. Cuffy's work has been

published in adda – the Commonwealth Writers literary magazine, The Caribbean Writer Volume 35,

Midnight and Indigo Online Magazine, and the Waitukubuli Writers Anthology of New Dominican

Writing. She has won Dominica’s National Independence Literary Competition on numerous occasions. Ms. Cuffy has also been longlisted for the BCLF Elizabeth Nunez Award for Writers in the Caribbean three times, emerging as a finalist in 2020 and 2024. She also performs Spoken Word poetry at various events, including Bocas Literary Festival’s Stand and Deliver segments. Yakima is a graduate of the University of the West Indies, Cavehill Campus and an alumni of the Create Caribbean Crafting Short Fiction Writing Workshop.