Poetry

Fi Red

by Lehlohonolo Shale. Listening to Luciano in the mourning At the Khaya Corner Selling fruit&veg with a passion Fi Red Poetry at the corner Taxis hooting, mountains rising From the seers I heard Your passing, now dread Hustling with a passion for writing Poetry...

It has showered symbolically, just before

by Partha Sarkar.   It has showered symbolically. Has returned home the boat leaving The sultry warehouse. Has returned the necklace made of moonlit silver. Yet there is a skull in the wetland. Yet suffocates the silent embryo. ‘Be calm…be calm….’ A downfall in...

Our smiles

by Zolani Kupe. Our smiles Are a perfect Natural beauty Even though Our mouths Are like a Horse’s hooves.

So you lifted me up

by Zolani Kupe. So, you lifted me up Dusted and dressed me In the pinafores and Cardigans of this world. You made me feel Human again After I fell twenty floors From above. You turned me into A powerful living thing After I had been tricked Into the dark pits and Deep...

To the comrades who are obscure

by Partha Sarkar. The afternoon is not grey – it is still bright. The day is gone but not lost. But gone are the words. The faces gone. Where is the warmth of those rendezvous? Long ago... evenings without fire, but with dreams. Mornings though foggy, brought the...

When fakes fly free, innocents suffer

by John Simon. Beneath one roof, he and I. A bloated clergyman bouting hay fever His stout figure nonetheless surviving Very well He taught me his history book: It was that of Oedipus and hell. Giving no love he expected none. Taking always he never helped, But...

Lekke Wei Lekke Ly

by Johannes Davids. Tottermannetjie hulle begeer na jou met kwyllende bêkke van vuil poppe trippel-trippel van kamer na kamer gereed vir lawwe lekke sawens vleg hulle steel-steel ghries bevlekte strate opsoek na ‘n tottermannetjie gekleed inne G-string begloei...