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The Old and the New by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] A seething cauldron in his chambers,Two forces at war,Sex and salvation at loggerheads,The former with an unrelenting pull,The latter striving to permeate evenly,Married to one,In tumultuous affair with another,Head over heels in love with one,She looks like an...

Music by Thembani Mbadlanyana

[tabby title="Poem"] From this music,musings run wild.With otium granted,Music pleasures find.In vast conurbations of our landThis music connectsand landsIn migrants and vagrants’ earsWhose souls are fedand fragrant deeds accedeTo a mendnot of government interventionsBut that of a harmattan of harmonious...

Music as Memory by A.D. Labuschagne

[tabby title="Poem"] I listen to the songs I wroteLyrics meant to stir the soulAnd it definitely did just thatAwakened things I hadn’t feltAnd made it cold as facts I listen to the songs I wrote you But cassette tapes unravelAnd...

Too Soon August by Shirlena

[tabby title="Poem"] With melancholy, tingling spine I meet with youa bit of drama and hesitation of Summer'ssubduing, giving into colder fingers hugging on cobalt nights as I still cling to liberated sun, lustful ambers causing evening swoonscome full life with...

Gluey tongues of politicians by AMOS

[tabby title="poem"] Job promises are mere flowersAdorning our youth’s standing ears,Weaverbirds churn Queen’s languageAnd weave air-conned warm nests,Politicians’ glorious mansionsWhere their newly-hatched chicksChirp with silver spoons in their mouths Job promises is a politician’s sloganSung day and night by a...