Poems by Sihle Ntuli

Jomo

 

orlando stadium as a dancefloor
spinning, on top the football
oh the flair, the two step
defenders left, in the open
abandoned

show me inumber
number ten
legend scores
dlala Jomo
legend leaps into the cosmos

 

The sparrow

Durban beach

Summer heat
Waves

The front hot enough for a nigga

Then a sparrow
Just had to
Shit on the “monkeys”

And hell broke loose

 

at the zebra crossing

madam
locks her car door
when she sees dar-key approaching

watches him
from one end, all the way
to the other

screaming
“you are trouble!”
with her eyes

 

#feesmustfall

first
a whisper
then
transcribed as mural
echoes left
Marx on the wall,
for some art
for others vandalism
for my mother
a price to pay
it’s higher education
because
dead beats are only good for silence

 

Lihle

door locked
an empty chair
she stood you up
her knot
your tongue
by it
you hung
found, in colours
of your
silence
dripping

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Myesha Jenkins – Tribute

Botsotso would like to pay homage to Myesha Jenkins, the poet and promoter of poetry who died on Saturday, 05 September 2020. Myesha was a founder member of Feelah Sistah, the all-woman poetry group that in its time made such an impact. Thereafter, she was indefatigable in organising and strengthening poetry platforms on radio and for live performance/readings. Myesha’s work was included in two Botsotso productions – the anthology Isis X and the recording Roots and Branches. Her spirit as a politically conscious, jazz-loving artist lives on and is well expressed in her seminal poem Autobiography which was included in both these projects.

Click here to read Autobiography, a poem by Myesha Jenkins.

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