Poems from/for/on Guinea-Bissau

It was a double whammy. There is the old foreign service adage that one always remembers one's first overseas posting. But then there was the local proverb that once one drinks from the waters of Pidjiguiti, even a small sip, one will always remember Guinea-Bissau. Maybe it was a triple whammy as the famous Pidjiguiti Massacre of 1959 that started the a…