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Two poems by Londiwe Majozi

Anywhere Be there Being there Meaning much And nothing I’ll be there. There for you. I’m here Where is here? Am I there? Where are you? Not with me. Not here. So where? Not here. Maybe there. But not here.

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Trade Winds

(An extract from “Vespa Diaries’) by Ari Sitas   Hard winter this -I’ll lend you a 300mm lens for your Clicklcack he said, only if you fetch me Fresh Snoek for the Braai! Fair trade harsh trade winds, low clouds

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Four poems by Nica Cornell

Thirst I lived in a land of drought stark, harsh do not smuggle your stepmother’s shampoo her hair is lush with water and your father’s love her skin – never scrubbed she grows roses pretty, greedy and foreign you are

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Two poems by Frank Meintjies

The storm, Krotoa’s ally I am the storm, I am the sea’s reflection, it’s other self I watch as (in these rough natal days) this little child is swept up as dust with a broom trod on, as the mud

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Two poems by Sarah Frost

The Past What were you thinking, mother, When you handed me the slim rectangular package – A watch for my tenth birthday – When I came to your bed that lonely winter morning? I was mute with my longing for

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