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November 5, 2012

This poem is one of the last pieces composed by Alfred T. Qabula (1942-2002), a poet from the trade union movement in Durban in the 1970s and early 1980s, famous for “Praise poem to FOSATU” and as one of the poets of Black Mamba Rising (1986). “It has been such a long road” was published [...]
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Published on November 05, 2012 22:31 • 35 views

November 2, 2012

Reunion, Durban (for Gouslaye) Because there are still [people] whose hearts Bear the large optimistic burden of freedom and peace… [T]here is a time of healing coming Because these [people] of strength are with us. - Owen Dodson, “For Edwin R. Emtree” Ships lie three columns thick in the bay: containers, grey tankers, oil and [...]
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Published on November 02, 2012 04:28 • 26 views

October 22, 2012

I’m gonna steal some stylistics from Mr Senor Love Daddy, here, on WeLovePoetryAfrica FM, and do a roll call. And that’s the truth, Ruth:   Peter Rorvik, for building this magnificent church; Magadalene Reddy, Dhiya Bahadur, Andrea Voges, all three an empress of eternal patience; Sam Ntombela, of the brownie and of the purse; Carole [...]
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Published on October 22, 2012 01:25 • 207 views

October 12, 2012

Dear Comrades You who once were children, students, young athletes become the heroes of we the people warmly teeming in the joyful new republic of our dreams, a fulsome, healthy common weal; you who once yourself were dreaming heroes in your speechifying or in striking poses defiant and heroic like Olympic gods with raised fists [...]
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Published on October 12, 2012 05:17 • 15 views

October 7, 2012

The Shitbook Manifestos 1: Revelation I am the great big hairy arsehole that every morning unclenches over the great big bowl of the world shitting out you all in all your forms firm or loose, short or tall, you great big presidents, hypocrites with your cocks in the common weal, in your smart suits and [...]
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Published on October 07, 2012 01:43 • 35 views

June 14, 2012

This essay was originally published in Home Away (Zebra Press, 2010), edited by Louis Greenberg. Sadly, the book is being remaindered, an all too common fate for books in South Africa. “Paris, a kiss” is a companion piece, covering the same period and event. Royamont Hash-up For two weeks during July 1994, I was one [...]
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Published on June 14, 2012 23:44 • 36 views

May 30, 2012

I wrote this poem many years ago, in the mid-1990s I think. I can’t remember whether it was ever published anywhere previously: Reading and Writing Hunched over an orange waste-paper bin, my brother showed me how to masturbate, moaning and humphing as he came. Days and years I spent bare on the coarse carpet in [...]
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Published on May 30, 2012 07:18 • 28 views
Because of its indeterminate economic position between many contending classes, the petty-bourgoisie develops a vacillating psychological make-up… It can be swept to revolutionary activity by the masses at a time of revolutionary tide; or be driven to silence, fear, cynicism, withdrawal into self-contemplation, existential anguish, or to collaboration with the powers-that-be at times of reactionary [...]
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Published on May 30, 2012 06:50 • 33 views

May 21, 2012

The Brett Murray painting, “The Spear”, is 185 cm x 145 cm and uses acrylic paint on canvas (details from Wikipedia via a friend). While a painting, it uses the iconographic style of, generally speaking, leftist political or propaganda posters. Specifically, it depicts a male figure in the famous and iconographic Lenin pose (Lenin as [...]
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Published on May 21, 2012 06:06 • 26 views

May 12, 2012

The following short story was originally published in Playboy (South Africa), December 2011. The pornographer’s muse The waiters tittered in their corner over the large woman trying to squeeze her lower half under one of the small tables outside in the late afternoon sun. What amused them most was her ogling young female passers-by, blatantly [...]
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Published on May 12, 2012 01:18 • 24 views