Monthly Archives: August 2015

The parsimonious Englsih Tongue

The parsimonious English Tongue The English Tongue moves on a narrow path; it deigns to produce only a certain range of sounds. The English Tongue does not trill its r, it does not smack and click like the Tongues of … Continue reading

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Octavio Paz in Afrikaans

Kom en gaan Ida y vuelta Octavio Paz Cenagoso noviembre: piedras manchadas, huesos renegridos, indecisos palacios. Modderige November: bevlekte klippe, verswarte bene, onsekere paleise. Ek het deur boë gegaan, oor brûe, ek het geleef, op soek na die lewe. In … Continue reading

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Inside

Inside I wonder what’s inside, the boy, who had never seen an orange, thought. If feels softish, so it’s not solid in there. Could it be something like steak? But steak is red and this orange is orange. Can the … Continue reading

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At the end of winter

At the end of winter Blow blue wind through my winter days, I recognise you blue wind. You come from the icy seas south where the land is white. You stepped over the backs of whales, held open your arms … Continue reading

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Journey by silver bicycle

Journey by silver bicycle Tracks made by the silver bicycle are scarcely the width of a thumb. Its spokes make a cocktail of light as they revolve in the sun. The handlebars are elegantly cocked, the horns of a charging … Continue reading

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Two and a half minutes into a new day

Two and a half minutes into a new day. Featureless grey amorphous nothing nebulous, swirling, colours wrestling with shapes, she, inaudible sounds, a familiar person, very familiar with no name … 06:06 it is unlocked: the day or my consciousness, … Continue reading

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Not all sunsets are beautiful

Not all sunsets are beautiful It is a sloppy sunset – from one side two dark clouds are being drawn over the sky like tattered curtains on a rusty rail. In their attempt to acquire an attractive sunset orange they … Continue reading

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