[tabby title="Poet Bio"] They are in love Why should I let her go? I love her— Very much! He stole her from another man. His heart is bleeding too. The public can whine As much as they like. [tabby title="Poet...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Some kind of hue, which articulates the passion Translated in a forbidden, but artistic precision Make believe or history ‘who knows’? Is this a touch of determined desires? Pain was not of the past, but of the...

“Honest writers write what they see, experience, live.” Forty one years ago, Songs of the Cowhide Drum was published. This book, a humble collection of poetry, would become the key that would open doors for the writer, Oswald Mtshali. Liberal...

  I get up in the morning and dress up like a gentleman – A white shirt a tie and a suit. I walk into the street to be met by a man who tells me to ‘produce’. I show...

“I have decided to stay focused on being present and writing for the present moment as fiercely and beautifully as I can.” Kwame Dawes states towards the end of an essay about timeless poetry¹. A statement that clearly defines of...