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Poems by Wandile Ganya

Will of the slaves The city trembles. Dust rises, curtains flutter; a tempest breaks.     Ileus Pathologists had probed his blood, saying it was probably an “electrolyte” imbalance, and the surgeons had opened up his guts suggesting it was

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Poems by Werner Klopper

Handel en Wandel Op die donkerste straathoek Onder ‘n verlate skewe ou lamppaal Rus die blonde lokpop vir oulaas In haar eie spatsels bloed Sy was die volmaakte waspop Wat met twee spits melkanne onderstebo Sonder enige moeite aan ‘n

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Poems by Thabelo Luvhimbi

Secrets of rumors “I heard that ” “They said this” “What?” ++++++++“WHO?” “Where?” ++++++++“How?”. Secrets like roots of ones heart not to be seen not to be uprooted Rumors like music in their ear not so loud. not so sure.

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The Burning Season

by Lazola Pambo   Winter is sentenced into a silent cataclysm when the yellow-eyed chariots rage upon humanity a battalion of immortal squadron none of us have ever seen The last anniversary of the universe illuminated by a catharsis the burning

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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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