South Africa poetry

Long Live Apartheid by Yogesh Sharma

I was feeling sad and red, I didn’t know, which way, nation was going. There were quotas all around, Communal, caste,…

The Growing by Mongane Wally Serote

No! This is not dying when the trees Leave their twigs To grow blindly long into windows like fingers into eyes. And …

The Air I Hear by Keorapetse Kgositsile

The air, I hear, froze to the sound searching. And my memory present and future tickles the womb like the pulse of th…

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…

At a Funeral by Dennis Brutus

Black, green and gold at sunset: pageantry And stubbled graves Expectant, of eternity, In bride’s-white, nun’s-white …

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