Monthly Archives: March 2015

My wooden chair

My wooden chair     My wooden chair remembers the attention of the rain, sometimes interrupted by brash sunshine, sometimes undisturbed in the dreary dark hours of the night. It remembers animals flitting around, never still, coming and going, some … Continue reading

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Shake!

Shake! From this town in the West Rand in Gauteng, in South Africa, I stretch out my hand over the country. Over the dry plains, dappled with irrigation circles, past rugged ridges of the Basutho highlands, to the sandstone folds … Continue reading

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Ek sal terugkom

Ek sal terugkom   Pablo Neruda   Partykeer, man of vrou, reisiger, agterna, wanneer ek nie meer lewe nie, soek hier, soek hier vir my tussen die klippe en die oseaan, in die lig stormend in die skuim. Soek hier, … Continue reading

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Book of life

Book of life As the page turned between two instants the orange-breasted bird inserted a sound in the shape of a V. Page after page. Some are almost blank, some are scribbled over untidily, most. Here a page written in … Continue reading

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Landscape with laughter and a girl

Landscape with laughter and a girl     One could paint the sky a saturated turquoise, the painter thought. The see behind it could be a shade of burgundy like that Latin poet described it (or was he Greek?). The … Continue reading

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To make contact

To make contact   We all call – the thrush in the tree, and the single-minded bee. The jackal calls in the secret folds of the night, crickets call incessantly in clicking code. Young girls call, their painted thumbnails weave … Continue reading

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What snog means

What snog means   The word hunter had been rather successful lately. He had bagged sophisticated, stylish, rare and onomatopoeic words like: concatenate, svelte, lugubrious, spinnaker, mucilage, febrile and ampersand. He knew a lot about each of them, he knew … Continue reading

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