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15Nov

If sorrow is a companion I go to bed with suicide as my lover Her gentle whisper of loss Loss of hope and glory Her silent but strong voice of conviction Her aroma like the waft of an onion Being peeled one layer at a time till it sinks into you She is a powerful […]






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16Aug

  Woke up this morning Wondering about you and your place in life I thought about your heart And felt your pain The one you will feel when words come at you At a speed so fast, hit you unawares And leave you reeling for you did not see them coming Words, the kind that […]






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23Jul

I was thinking about you on my way home I have no idea why but I truly wanted to give you a hug And whisper in your ears that you are not flawed You are you and I’m me, and while we work daily To become better people It does not mean I’m better than […]






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20Jun

I hate waiting I hate waiting on people I hate waiting on anyone to make-up their mind I hate the waiting time  it takes to hear the outcome of a query I hate waiting to hear about the outcome of an interview I hate that my heart beats in ways I cannot control when I […]






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25May

I admit, I am intrigued by Lebo Mashile. In my final offering, here is a feature about this fine young woman, whose voice I believe the world will hear more of. Below is the feature of my interview with Mashile. Enjoy!!!! Armed with a sharp intellect and a fierce sense of social exploration through her […]






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20May

Armed with a sharp intellect and a fierce sense of social exploration through her creativity, Leboganag Mashile is a poet’s poet. She has won the respect of critics, her contemporaries and the hearts of ordinary South Africans.  In her own words, she explains why South Africa is intrinsic to her birth as a poet. Read […]






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19May

Armed with a sharp intellect and a fierce sense of social exploration through her creativity, Leboganag Mashile is a poet’s poet. She has won the respect of critics, her contemporaries and the hearts of ordinary South Africans.  In her own words, she explains why South Africa is intrinsic to her birth as a poet. Read […]






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29Mar

Armed with a sharp intellect and a fierce sense of social exploration through her creativity, Leboganag Mashile is a poet’s poet. She has won the respect of critics, her contemporaries and the hearts of ordinary South Africans.  In her own words, she explains why South Africa is intrinsic to her birth as a poet. Belinda: […]






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14Mar

I am getting in touch with the sentimental part of myself today, it is allowed.  For I am about to break my own rule. I wrote them, I can change them too. So, its Mother’s Day and we do the honourable thing by calling our mums and  saying lovely things to them. In time past, […]






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10Mar

I wrote this after I heard the song, MAMA Africa by Akon. I may not be his biggest fan for many reasons but this particular tribute to the motherland made me think about myself as a woman and about other African women. Our similarities and differences, our likes and dislikes and the different things we […]






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7Mar

Colonised by the memory of you It suddenly hits that the hollow inside can never be closed off Not by anyone, not even the touch of a lover They say memories make or break you But yours has me intoxicated like alcohol makes nuisance of an alcoholic I remember the tears and the hugs The […]






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6Mar

I was having a rant a little while back when the film, Good Hair by  by Chris Rock came out. I was tired of everyone going on and on about it. The day it really cheesed me off  was when the BBC had this piece about hair and it was such a boxed up piece […]






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1Mar

Life is for the now It was yesterday and it will be tomorrow For today, you must live in the now You know yourself better than I know you You owe yourself more than I owe you I will never discourage you from planning for tomorrow Do stop looking back in regret, wondering what could […]






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28Feb

The circumstances of my birth Defines my space within the space of human existence You ask why your parents, the ones who screwed each other So your father could pop a sperm into your mum had to leave so early We agree that they were of no use to us anyway Maybe life knew they […]






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28Feb

In the pit of despair Death calls out to my soul Dark like midnight Lonely and icy My soul is cold Fear has never been so chilly My spirit is frozen in motion as death whispers ‘What if you ended it right here and now? To read the full poem, please go to: The Poetry […]






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17Feb

When was the last time you went to the theatre and got a full course meal, served up with words and nothing but words? “I come from a long line of trouble makers.” If there is a line I know I will not forget in a long time, it is these very words spoken by […]






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26Jan

The first time he jammed himself into me He said it was normal for it to hurt. He said I was his favourite and I was special. He said it is only special people who get this kind of gift He said it was his gift to me No one was to know about it […]






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25Jan

According to Sunni Patterson, ‘We Made It.’ Listening to the above piece reminded me of a piece I wrote  a while back. I’m practically going down memory lane with this one, it is from my raging days. Don’t get comfortable, I still have that fire but I have grown up since 2007 when I wrote […]






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