Entries by Jennifer Pape

Lifebelt Post
by Sydney Clouts

Horizon approaching, wave by wave in the million crumples before the placid gull reflects. A steep stone scaled abruptly by the salt, remains. But that old timber with its hook of rusted metal black with sorrow, tilts and falls and ends its epoch. Fallen, that power of things which none needs give to things: when […]

Earth, Sky
by Sydney Clouts

I walked with a flower stuck red in my coat, it flamed for an hour and then it went out. The hilltop above me shimmered like stars, the houses passed me they were white upon white. Then the dark came around. I thought of my child, his body a flower, his heart like a star. […]

by Sydney Clouts

For the unreflective, pepperpots to sneeze out ignorance or to at least exhaust it; for the ethical, tobaccosmoke; for fools, shipsirens returning to the sun some of its intensity. Pampoen the Moon was gobbled up O koud is die windjie en skraal. The bitter stars I’ve tasted them, My backside is mos kaal. For the […]

Roy Kloof Went Riding
by Sydney Clouts

Near a field overflowing with barley I ride, my mother embroiders and lives by the sea. Small money she makes, with shimmering tones of a tower on top of a distant hill and combs of water sharp and still and sprinkled cherries made the size of blood. On Sundays I visit my father, he greets […]

by Sydney Clouts

You look long about you intent on the world on a midsummer day; the sea flames hard it is rumpled like tin, the sun is burning dimension away. If you cast a pebble down it will clatter on the waves, your eye can not go in. And it cannot find a tree standing generous and […]

Intimate Lightning
by Sydney Clouts

Too succulent for quinces comes this fresh quo vadis, Africa the bud the blossom the scent the intimate lightning. Tusks traded for cash lie somewhere staling under hessian, to be fetched for another buyer at the coast. Tusks, skins, rhinoceros horn. What I want, Zambesi’s abler darkness fools with: the full penetrant eye, and more, […]

Karroo Stop
by Sydney Clouts

A whole trainful of coal like a soul burnt black in a hole or tunnel, passed us slowly. We were halted in our carriage. The roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, dragged painfully, each truck like the goal achieved, yet still this kept control of each eye. A horse and a foal beyond were […]

by Wopko Jensma

i hear it loud you, one and only umfundisi you old scarecrow let the wind blow hear it come from afar quietly, quietly it’s okay with me – my hut: thatch and mud my splintered dream broken glass i gather umfundisi, you bear witness my love for a rose alone the rose that never was […]