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Gericault's Letter to Nietzsche by William Walrond Strangmeyer | Poems Rethabile Likes Gericault's Letter to Nietzsche by William Walrond Strangmeyer A horse is the projection of people's dreams about themselves – strong, powerful, beautiful – and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence. — Pam Brown Consider how the horses live and ponder if the dreams of power justify the pain of war. Any ethical stance is replete with its traps and with dangers to poise and pose. A principled mind is a balancing act and can be unhorsed by random glimpse. Like a weapon of war, a machine of nature, the cables and blood perfo...

Untitled — James Baldwin | Poems Rethabile Likes 🎂 Happy Birthday, James Baldwin! Civil Rights Activist • Poet • Playwright • born 2 August 1924 Today marks what would have been James Baldwin's 102nd birthday. Best known for landmark works such as Go Tell It on the Mountain and The Fire Next Time , Baldwin was also a gifted playwright, poet, and essayist. Below is his poem "Untitled," which can be read as reflecting his lifelong struggle with faith. Raised by a strict, deeply religious stepfather who was also a preacher, Baldwin often explored the tensions between religion, identity, and freedom in his writing. Maya Angelou once said of him: "James Baldwin was born for truth. It called upon him to tell it on the mountains, to preach it in Harlem, to sing it on the Left Bank in Paris. His ...

on viewing the grave of my infant brother by Peter Midgley | Poems Rethabile Likes on viewing the grave of my infant brother by Peter Midgley plot 4278, windhoek cemetery— cinder-burnt into the desert sand, little angels gemsbuck above your head, raindropped craters on your faded marble rib. i wander through acres of children’s graves, searching till i find you: first row, fourth from the left: we meet at last. at a first glance you are nothing extraordinary— no familiar signs, nothing but the headstone our parents described. but if i were to tear you open like a !narra, repack the peel around your skull, woul...

Journey by Leopoldo Lugones | Poems Rethabile Likes Journey by Leopoldo Lugones Translated from the Spanish by Muna Lee I met upon the road A woman and a man, And a tree that genuflected Before the wind; Farther on, a browsing burro; And farther still, a heap of stone. And in three thousand leagues of my spirit There was no more than these: A tree, a stone, a burro, A woman, and a man. Poet: @LeopoldoLugones Online: @PoetsDotOrg Book(s): @WikimediaCommons ...

Summer by Rethabile Masilo | Poems Rethabile Likes Summer by Rethabile Masilo More alien to us is what flows into plant stalk and stem at first, then in the long-legged flesh of girls who are the prophets of its coming, hats like asters in the light. Mother says we in the tropics are blessed by it, she says one day just as crickets stopped singing, dawn opened our palms into its light and we, dumbfounded, loved the earth. She startled the world by singing a melody, a 3-step beat her voice carried to the street. But here it is, hanging above like a naked bath bulb in the wet afternoon. ...