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La République Des Singes

La République Des Singes

by Jean-Francois Kouadio Comprenons-nous réellement le contenu principiel du contrat social? Comment combattre effacement la corruption. Pourquoi assistons-nous continuellement à la dilution des repères normatifs, à la montée du tribalisme et de la xénophobie? Comment...

On Days Such as This

On Days Such as This

by Gail Dendy From the unusual opening poem (conflating birth with a car crash) to its close (an abandoned suitcase representing an entire lifetime), this book weaves its stories backwards and forwards through time and place. There is insight, sensuality, reflection,...

Remember Nokuthula Simelane

by Sihle Ntuli for daughters of the armed strugglethe ones pictured standing alongside revered black male deities,partaking in the same contestation for liberation,the very same undergrounds of eSwatini coated in the same camouflage+++++++also crouched down to evade...

Two Poems by Sue Nyamnjoh

have you eaten? I come from a long lineageof proud and brave heroes. Stories of their greatnesswere passed from father to childwith the cycle repeatedwhen the child became man. His was the mantle of keeping the storiesalive in memory. All this is untrue. Well, not...

Three Poems by Kalahari Marrakesh

A Turbulence of a Spinning Tsunami For coloured girls who love the spinning of a Gusheshe The distance between Hanover Park &Eldorado Parkis marked with asynchronicity of townships. Stacy-lee May spins her BMW 325i gusheshelike a trembling turbulence of a...

Two Poems by LLM Mbatha

Operation Dudula +++++++I Just yesterday they tried To #CleanSAAnd now we knowHow all of it was a LIEBut none came to apologiseFor the damage already doneHow easily we forgetThe nameless unlucky onesThat paid the ultimate price And here they go againThe ones that are...

Dit is die Stilte

by Chestlyn Draghoender Dit is die stiltewat dit so erg maak;Die kommunikasie wat wegbreuk,elke keer as jy probeer++++praat. Dit is die daad van wegloop,van ignoreerwat n mens vermink. Die behoefte om gehoor te wordword onderdruk.Die gebrek aan vertroue in die...

Remembering me

(for Rhoda Kadalie) by Abu Bakr Solomons When you speak about meafter my deathspeak about menot yourself say how I am missedfor things you didn't likedon't sanitize my memoryby outlining only my virtues let me stand between youand the line that divides usjust as I...

Wanting for our Fathers

by Vuyi Qubeka your lustseeps into meit forgets that I’myour child testes muddied intheir needingexcruciating painin the pursuitof the reliefthe paththe supposed curea boy stuck inan old man’s dresswanting for his father your lust seeps into meits scent the...