Love, let us live as we have lived, nor lose The little names that were the first night’s grace, And…
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Hail thou, the world’s salvation, Hail Jesus kind and sweet, Before thy Rood in gratitude I bow and clasp thy…
I am in front of this feminine land Like a child in front of the fire Smiling vaguely with tears…
Sheets of tin nailed to posts driven in the ground make up the house Some rags complete the intimate landscape.…
“Draw me a lion.”So I set my pento work. Produce a lazy, kindly beast . . .Colour it yellow. “Does…
Once only by the garden gate Our lips we joined and parted. I must fulfil an empty fate …
My hat was run over by a trolley yesterday. This morning my coat took a walk to some place far…
“The Soweto I Love” is an anthology of poems written by Sipho Sepamla. It was first published in the year…
To visualize what you can’t see: That’s the paradoxical pleasure of the mind. In the afterbirth of seeing, Death of…
They say the guinea-fowl lays her treasureWhere only she can find it.Akosua ‘Nowa is a gunea-fowl:Go tell her, red ant…