Written in prison, this poem (Taalstryd) fits squarely into the Afrikaner tradition of dissident writing associated with the Sestigers. At the same time, however, it marks a certain departure for the poet, as it directly challenges Afrikaans as the language… Read More ›
AT A FUNERAL – DENNIS BRUTUS Black, green and gold at sunset: pageantry And stubbled graves: expectant, of eternity, In bride’s-white, nun’s-white veils the nurses gush their bounty Of red-wine cloaks, frothing the bugled dirging slopes Salute! “hen ponder all… Read More ›