African Poetry

Nightmare by Frank Chipasula

Darkness chained me to my tattered reed mat; The hand of tyranny sprinkled The soot of ignorance in my eyes, and sleep …

If It Is True by Richard Ntiru

If it is true that the world talks too much then let’s all keep quiet and hear the eloquence of silence If it is true…

Civilization Aha by Sipho Sepamla

i thought of eden                             the first time i ate a fig i thought of a whiteman                     …

On Judgement Day by Sipho Sepamla

black people are born singers black people are born runners black people are peace-loving these myths make of us naïv…

Thought on June 26 by Mazisi Kunene

Was I wrong when I thought All shall be avenged? Was I wrong when I thought The rope of iron holding the neck of youn…

Elegy by Mazisi Kunene

O Mzingeli son of the illustrious clans You whose beauty spreads across the Tukela estuary Your memory haunts like tw…

The Echoes by Mazisi Kunene

Over the vast summer hills I shall commission the maternal sun To fetch you with her long tilted rays, The slow heave…

Poems About Prison by Lemuel Johnson

Cold the clammy cement sucks our naked feet a rheumy yellow bulb lights a damp grey wall the stubbled grass wet with …

Nightsong: City by Dennis Brutus

Sleep well, my love, sleep well: the harbour lights glaze over restless docks, police cars cockroach through the tunn…

Magic by Lemuel Johnson

Othello: Come, Desdemona. I have but an hour… The quick straddle will do. for now. nakedness itself is not the point;…

The Tin Gods by Syl Cheney-Coker

Watching the tombs tonight the desert raises its shadow the desert sees the caravan along its own arm: playing this g…

The Philosopher by The Philosopher

Who lived here when the stones were green verdigris of age when the reptilians marched like men into the night before…

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