There are Two Birds at My Window

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There are two birds at my window/one of wood, one of stone/green stone of the rocks by the river/shone to shine with its depths/hard wood that grows in the mountain earth/scented with wind and dust and rain”: Kolski Horwitz opens this collection with a powerful physicality that embraces all of nature and locates the human being in a wide and elemental chain. The 84 poems in this collection utilize many elements, touching equally on the “fire and flare of invention” as well as on “the springs of joy and convulsion”. Post-Apartheid, neo- Liberal South Africa subjects us to enormous pressures. This book bears poetic testimony to the maelstrom – the philosophic mixing with the symbolic, the lyric with agitation – being the fruits of a “situated and sensitive” consciousness.