Amandhla Awethu: And So The Golden Age Of The African Renaissance Begins
What history has shown is that sometimes a leader, a world leader, or sitting president makes bad choices, he says something, or does something...
Makhanda: Some Thoughts On a Journey into Poetry, Philosophy, and Memory
A memory comes to mind from years ago. I am sitting at a desk in a very cold room on a farm. I was...
A Poet Speaks: Of Myth, Memory, Mentee and Mentor
Dawn breaks. Night falls.
What is the correct path, and who is to say what that is exactly? To be good, to do good, to...
An Introduction To Identity In The South African Context
Today, we as individuals are continually engaged in evolution, involving ourselves in relationships and cannot exist in isolation from the world, from modern society,...
The Spoiled Identity
The drug addict has a wounded brain. There has been some or partial damage and injury to the brain, henceforth brain damage occurs. There...
For the Drug Addict in the Northern Areas of Gqeberha (Port Elizabeth)
We are living in a Renaissance, the African Renaissance. Attachment to the anticipation for the future arises from having high levels of a false...
The Rice Miracle
The greatest nation, it is said, is imagination. I woke up one day and realised that prodigals were knocking at my door. The unshaven,...
Nthikeng Mohlele On Writing: Choice, Consciousness, Self, The Novelist, The Man And The Artistic Life
Nthikeng Mohlele was partly raised in Limpopo and Tembisa Township, and attended the University of the Witwatersrand, where he obtained a BA in dramatic...
The Poet Eugene Skeef: “Violent Seed”, Quiet Dreams And The Trust Of Strangers
AG: Please introduce yourself.
ES: My name is Eugene Skeef. I am a South African living in London since I went into exile from my...
The Straight Path: In Praise Of Israeli and Palestinian Poets
I am writing this to honour the dead. Every single person that's experienced affliction during this, what they call, the Israeli-Palestinian conflict.
Like Yehuda Amichai,...