Tag: Botswana poetry
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Harare at Night
Miniskirts clinging to hopeful hips heads shaking in rhythmic madness waists swaying to anguished drumbeats cigarette butts fondled by shame-wet lips Money-agony decorating walls of dream houses arrogant…
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Lava of Change
Do you not perceive this buoyant lava? A new force Marching to create It’s lava force unchained jutting through the tin-pot crater The lava force feeds you with…
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Moments of Silence
We have known silence that swallows all sound eerie creepy silence silence after storms silence before pain silence that follows shame brutal grating silence muffling last screams silence…
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Gallery of Eyes
In her mazy long life She has seen all kinds of eyes Narrow deeply injured eyes grey obstinate eyes ghost-bright eyes Radar-like glittering eyes meek burdened eyes feverish…
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Under the Eye of the Sky
Under the denuding eye of the ever-alert sky we invented languages of peace Under the prosaic drone of jaded time We rendered neoteric melodies Under the threat of…
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Gaborone
This city conceived as a tiny station was truly born in the nineteen sixties. The seventies saw it expand massively thanks to diamonds found at the edge of…
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Gaborone Sun
Let us consider the harshness of the sun of Gaborone Gaborone sun may rise slowly but when it hits it hurls all to the nearest shade The virulent…
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Gaborone Poets
They run around the thirsty city always at the mercy of an elsewhere, celebrating what they like to hate Pointing fingers at what they hardly see or rubbing…
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The Death I Love
The death I love is the death of ignorance the death that buries one in fresh pages of everlasting movement between despair and hope the death of dizzying…
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I Know Rightly
I know rightly that the day after tomorrow you and I my sister will be holding hands peering at the thick clouds that threaten to close our minds…