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A dead swallow

by AA Maree I saw a swallow on the walk up on the bench, dead on the floor I’d guess a cat or dog had got it something pretty and hopeful now in the sand at least walkers can see

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Why is it always the women?

by AA Maree When temperature drops and fuel is needed for fire why is it always the women seen struggling up hills with logs on their heads when unemployed men sit at stop streets waiting for offers to fix roofs

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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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