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Three poems by Mike Weeder

Promise In January 1980, I stood knocking on the door of 100 Tugela Way, Portland, Mitchells Plain. It was a Monday morning and I was there to leave a message from my friend Willie. While I waited I secured my

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Poems by Mike Weeder

Ashton  (Monday 9 December 2013 in the fourth day after the passing of Nelson Mandela) In the early 1990s, in the time after the release of Madiba, Bonita and I were living in the Boland town of Ashton. During that

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