More: Literature
Karen Blixen out of a storybook on Africa
Symbol of Danish hope in Kenya growing coffee I put away wild birds one day and they returned to me as a cuckoo clock....
The Language of Africa’s Girl Child In Water and Tears
My youth is finished and along with it my bright star, and tears. I stopped thinking of the future.
You know I don’t know when...
The Simplicity Of Reading Matters
My father would read my journals with the savage intent of a beast. What on earth was he searching for? He read it over...
Dune
The sun is a laughing, talking, walking miracle today. If it shines, it shines only for me and Lavinia. What perfection, because it shines...
Silly Goose, What’s Inside Your Head
‘The Ducks are on the move Father Squirrel.’ Said Mother Squirrel.
‘What do you want me to do about their gay marriage? They have rights...
Labyrinths
Petya Dubarova, you grew up in Burgas. I grew up in a port town. I grew taller and thinner by the sea buzzing with...
War Hero Staff Sergeant Joseph William George of the Cape Corps (1939-1946)
It is another violent day outside; it is another day of eating the dust of the colonial masters, the breadcrumbs from the kitchen table...
The glory years: Aspects of the poet Emily Dickinson/ Stranger danger
Emily Dickinson enters the kitchen at the homestead in a happy mood. She hums under her breath, and lights the candles for the evening....
Signs of loneliness: The childhood of a poet
I am just burnt out from life, I guess. If I could smoke my life away, believe me I would. If I could drink...
Winter Revisited
The argument was about nothing really. I really cannot remember who started it first. It was between a girl, barely out of adolescence and...