A Whiff of Rain by Makhanda Senzangakhona

Makhanda Senzangakhona | Nov 8th, 2018 | poetry | No Comments


wilfully growling skies
flirting trees teasing me
Without respite
mocking my longing.
I yearn the dance
And song too
of freed motion and
Released pent-up pain

Taught as guitar strings,
and the bows’ strings,
Of archers in the row,
I long for the fight
To be free
Of this intolerable torment
Trying my being and
Testing my resolve
one day’s one day-
we too,
are going to be free-
for sure.

Poet Bio

Makhanda Senzangakhona is the nome de guerre and pen name for Paul Oupa Serekele Ramachela. The author has retained the use of both names because he does not wish to be lost to his comrades nor become an alien to his family, and relations. Previously published poems, short stories and other narratives have appeared in the following publications, amongst others, Staff Rider, Rixaka, Mayibuye, Mrabulo and Black Letter Media-Poetrypotion.
The author has served in various roles in and outside SA; until recently he was a senior public servant.

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