lockdown nostalgia i awoke in a remembered mist where tomorrow has opened its wings lines of another border written on the darkness separating men from their offspring in the shy light falling from the dew of captive flowers her face,…
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Two poems by Raphael D’Abdon
“The famous south african poet”. (posthumous recognition) i am no son of the soil nor daughter of the land and have no business with mama afrika my tongue don’t click when i say umkombothi my throat don’t sound like a…
