let me take a sip drink just a little enough to quench this something caught in my throat just a little taste to parch this dry patch soothe this aching scratch with that nectar but there is nothing no roses...

“Give your poems names. They are your children.” Tumelo Khoza, on her facebook page, 22 January 2014. One of these children, a poem titled “This Young Man” plays with the nursery rhyme “This Old Man”. A poem about reversing the...