Poems by Vera Mihailovich-Dickman

City Buzz Johannesburg becoming a truly African city – which it has been, but not for all and perhaps not African in the eyes of many not African in lifestyle, even if in Africa Johannesburg   Bursting with curiosity, the

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an almost sestina lente

by Mike Dickman   today is the spring festival of poetry: the moon is on the wane and I’ve not done much with the day at all: slept with the cat, played a little music, translated a bit, cooked, and

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Poems by S Chandramohan

Caste in a local train Caste in a local train can be deceptive Like the soul of a Pakistani fast bowler Camouflaged in a three piece suit And anglicized accent. Though seated opposite me I can feel him charging on

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Rain Pouring in my Eyes

by  Thandi Morweng   Rain pouring in my eyes Reflecting my soul Xenophobic attack while I was in my mother’s womb Playing with her fallopean tube She couldn’t rain like a wild animal Why? Me kicking like a ball in

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Poems – Joop Bersee

Queueing up In a queue outside the museum, covered by our century, waiting to see what he saw with his brushes. Once inside, a flood of people block my view, sand in his eyes. The paintings are frozen solid on

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