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Choose reason over emotion.Think in the heat of an argument.Celebrate the first rains.Write a letter to paranoia.Realize the power of conversations.Realize that 'old house' is your home.Appreciate your taste in music.Realize your greatest strength lies in these words.Realize it is in this silence that your thoughts turn so violent.Wait for the gentle breeze... and listen to it.Please remember, my dear Fourteen-Year-Old Self:Pursue truth.Advance knowledge.Calculate danger.Anticipate love.Install faith.Always believe.Be earnest.Never forget:Be earnest,Yes, honest.Contemplate righteousness.Hurt less,Hate less,Be earnest:I am Ernest, and you are me...Never give up on we!Your Twenty-Four-Year-Old Self.
NAKITA NOKWANDA MASEKOShe was born in February 1991 in the expansive space between the Swaziland andMozambique borders in Mpumalanga. She has been reading for as long as she canremember, but has only been writing for a few years. She loves Art in its many forms.She has completed her Honour's degree in Economics at North-West University'sVanderbijlpark campus in South Africa (Gauteng Province).BLUE, THE SUNCHILDThe scars singSongs composed by deaf children.Melodies hummed by sleeping voices, they dream in songs,Lyrics written on the mirrorThat has become an extension of my palm,Lines snaking their way into a funeral song sung too late.Tears drop, patterned like a black rose,Petals hiding intentions misplaced in pocketsFilled with candy-wrappers.She is asleep in the corner,Knees slightly bent, as though she had fallen asleep during prayer.Her chest follows the push and pull of the river within her.She weeps: hold me, mother.Wrap your arms tight around me, until I drown in your scent.Tell me he will not come for me, when I am alone.Tell me the door will not openTo expose the garment of mismatched coloursI clothe my spirit with,To hide the stain of an innocence lost too soon.Tell me the world will not demand an explanationFrom a mouth whose only experience with words was a screamPulling eternity into the present to ease the burden of knowing.Tell me the light will not die, when I close my eyes,Because I have already seen the insides of these eyelids:They burn with the vastness of a story left untold,
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VIA GRAPEVINE 2POETRY ANTHOLOGYComp
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IndexDedicationForewordIntroduction
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Kagiso TlagaeTrio of TrioletsNomtha
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FOREWORDHere we are again, and I on
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with the ink of life from A to Z, f
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We dwell in the world's background,
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OKU-OLA PAUL ABIOLA (pauldesimple)H
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BACK IN THOSE DAYSBack in those day
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How will you know the count of snow
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ADEDAYO ADEYEMI AGARAUBorn in Niger
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CLAIRE ALIPS POBorn in the universe
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May he do it twice:May he help the
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UWAOMA ‘God'scare’ ALLISONBorn
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PASSY AMARAEGBUA Nigerian-born poet
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TIME TO QUITWhen you have tried to
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Bodily fluids and sweat scattered,S
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CHRISTOPHER CHAKWANAAn Undergraduat
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NWAKANMA CHIKAHe lives in Lagos. He
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Have I smearedOn the skeletonsOf hi
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But I, too, am a student seeking kn
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I will come in stealth,Steaming to
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I saw the black man dressed like a
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KANNADASA DASANBorn Manoharan in Ba
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ALEX NYASHA DUBEBorn in Bulawayo, Z
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FRIDAY OGBOLE EMMANUELBorn in April
Page 52 and 53: PASS ME NOTHe:“Weary my soul has
Page 54 and 55: Yearning,Wishing...,And lusting.You
Page 56 and 57: OWOKERE ASUQUO ETIMA language consu
Page 58 and 59: CHIEF FANI-KAYODEAdewunmi Abdulatee
Page 60 and 61: JACK VINCENT FIDELIS ‘Jack Vince
Page 62 and 63: SHITTU FOWORABorn in Lagos Island,
Page 64 and 65: This is not about 'red things', red
Page 66 and 67: ZIBUSISO ’Desperat Zeejay’ GAZI
Page 68 and 69: TO THE MISCARRIED ONEAs I looked at
Page 70 and 71: TONY HAYNESA lyricist, songwriter,
Page 72 and 73: MEANT TO BEW e never really knowI f
Page 74 and 75: SILENT TEARDROPSAwakened by a kick
Page 76 and 77: HLAMULO HOSANAA student at the Univ
Page 78 and 79: COMET KEYDIEN HUDSONA South African
Page 80 and 81: If he lectures you,It is because he
Page 82 and 83: The regrets in loving them is not a
Page 84 and 85: ALBERT JUNGERSAn Anglican priest li
Page 86 and 87: M'HAMED KANOURA poet, writer and tr
Page 88 and 89: KAR A GHOUN KHAN“Of plebeian back
Page 90 and 91: MOTSHEDISI L.B. KHANTSIShe was born
Page 92 and 93: MADU CHISOM KINGDAVIDA student in h
Page 94 and 95: We had your tasty land,And you had
Page 96 and 97: VUYISILE ‘Thelonious Monk’ KOAH
Page 98 and 99: To witness their future disassemble
Page 100 and 101: No need for mortar:Dzimba dza Mabwe
Page 104 and 105: The one about how strangers never c
Page 106 and 107: I wonder how she found you, the wom
Page 108 and 109: Then giving is only half of what yo
Page 110 and 111: The Prophet full of words,Someone s
Page 112 and 113: MOKHETHI N'Script MOEKETSIHe lives
Page 114 and 115: You have lived by the sword:Now Dea
Page 116 and 117: HARMLESSLY IN OBSESSIONIt was by a
Page 118 and 119: Fists were parading ,As blood was f
Page 120 and 121: LEFA CHARLES MOKUWEHe was born in 1
Page 122 and 123: MOTLATSI MOTSEKIHe resides in Bloem
Page 124 and 125: And give wisdom to the righteous fe
Page 126 and 127: My mind finds no rest.Like the grey
Page 128 and 129: Like a knife into butter:Butter is
Page 130 and 131: TERESKA MUISHONDA writer, poet, per
Page 132 and 133: Perhaps he knows I get highOn the s
Page 134 and 135: Is the only hope of happinessTo a b
Page 136 and 137: Then maybe this time I can change t
Page 138 and 139: Being better is not in how wellYou
Page 140 and 141: KARABO GODWIN NEELSAlias “Verbali
Page 142 and 143: PALESA NOGEThe South African single
Page 144 and 145: PHINITHI NTELEKOAHe Is a Lesotho na
Page 146 and 147: OMPHILE O' DIMPANEA Bsc. Statistics
Page 148 and 149: ALFRED OFFEIHe Is an African writer
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ANI MICHAEL ONYEDIKACHIHe hails fro
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It is on you, Africa, my soul does
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To a gravel cemetery daily calling
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And lies doggo,Refusing to hear san
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SIZAKELE PHOHLELIAged twenty-five,
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BRIGITTE POIRSONShe is a former lan
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Because all men are bornFrom you.Ac
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BLACK ROSEI call her rose,When I se
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PHEELLO MICHAEL RASELLOWidely known
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Hope that his soul would cope,Thoug
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Gave his ring to the demonIn exchan
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KUKOGHO IRUESIRI SAMSONHe is a Nige
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KAY SHINGWENYANAAged twenty-two, sh
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CRADLEDo you dream of me, guardian
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LET THE RAYS SHINELet the rays shin
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The combination of pen and paper yo
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THUTHULA SODUMOShe is a twenty-two
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ZALISILE TERRENCEHe was born and re
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NEO ‘Bandung Poet’ THIPEHe is t
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To kill us.We will do it ourselves.
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FREEDOM WITHOUT JUSTICE IS PLASTICO
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NOMTHANDAZO TSEMBENIUnder her stage
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HER SOUL IS TELLING A STORY...If si
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JASON Exquizit VALTEINWhen Jason
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And conquer the molecular dungeon a
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ABIGAIL VAN ROOYENA widowed mother
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Showcasing potential suitorsCollect
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Are all spread outLike spiders stre
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JAISE SAPNE DEKHNE WALA*Like one wh
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