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Ink Is Blood by David Barnes | Poems Rethabile Likes ink is blood by David Barnes ink is blood that courses through the arteries of the mind containing all colours within its darkness flowing in search of light and release to the rhythmic pulse of the heart words are shorthand for experience and imagination a currency of vision and desire exchanged without loss words are the seed crystals that drop into the jar that contains the soul and expand into fractal mosaics they are lights in the dark syllables that touch off recollection of other voices that re-ignite un-memories in the inaccessible corners...

Love after Love by Derek Walcott | Poems Rethabile Likes "Love after Love" by Derek Walcott Actress Helena-Bonham Carter reads "Love after Love." Find his books 📖 Read along Love after Love The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread, Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life. Derek Walcott's "Love after Love...

The Sophisticated Skinhead by Lefifi Tladi | Poems Rethabile Likes The Sophisticated Skinhead by Lefifi Tladi We don't need You here, We can help you Out there In your homeland Go home nigger We don't need you nigger WELL! The day you empty your Ethnographic museums And send our souls back To our homeland Then we will know You are for real Mother-fucker Poet: @LefifiTladi Online: @Bandcamp Book(s): @AbeBooks ...

The River by Phillippa Yaa de Villiers | Poems Rethabile Likes The River by Phillippa Yaa de Villiers One day the Hillbrow Tower started to cry. Real tears poured down its sides collected in the gutters, and ran down Banket Street, and when the other buildings saw the tower's sadness they started to weep in sympathy. Soon the whole city was sobbing, the tears joined other tears and filled the depressions and valleys. They covered the koppies, and collected in City Deep, cascading over Gold Reef City flooding Fordsburg and soaking Soweto. They flowed until they became a river t...