Entries from May 2007

May 29, 2007

Spider man 3 in 7 words

Great special effects; too many neat coincedences

May 29, 2007

Q&A

The question had to be asked
but no one wanted to answer
no one wanted the answer
so we all fiddled with our pens and
stared out the window -
the sky was crisp and blue,
a hint of azure at the edges -
ignorance was our hiding place,
its warm glow protected us
and under its radiator
we laughed and played
while the question [...]

May 29, 2007

Episodic story part 5: the media

But I feel nothing. What can the police do if this man decides to splatter my brains over the wall? They are here for Nyathi, not me and the odds aren’t stacked in my favour. Very few possible outcomes involve me leaving with my life intact, despite this man’s promise not to kill me. Police [...]

May 28, 2007

i am impassioned

I am impassioned…
I am impassioned by your criticism
it’s driven me in the right direction –
it is a map by which I
plan my next move –
as long as I am nowhere near
I know I’m there.
You understand as little as I do -
Your ignorance is clear to me so
I fail to understand your feelings of superiority

May 28, 2007

somehow

somehow,
in the tangle of thread,
that tenuous weave woven through human existence
and the relationships that bind us,
I found you
you found me
and now
we are fastened inside a growing tapestry
of exotic colours
dancing
like a psychedelic kaleidoscope

May 28, 2007

dad 2001

i thought about You today
and the memory
  drifted through me:
there were no scars left this time,
just a sense of disassociation,
the strange realization that
you’re not here anymore;
not anywhere…
You were so big
almost bearlike, it seemed, at times
(perhaps not when you slept in front of the TV,
the cat curled up in the soft bulge of your tummy).
your large presence [...]

May 28, 2007

shan poem 2

I love this little girl she
wraps herself in blankets when no one can see she
uncurls her toes and makes me
rub her feet she
kisses me in the morning and makes me tea she
rubs her nose and she
loves
me

May 28, 2007

Love poem

Love poem
I love living in the gut of the city
with the rumble of traffic
static
morals elastic
smoke and fire tumbling over my wall
bums always knocking at my door
not to sure if I should ignore
them
house thumping from my neighbours
garden full of papers
cats prowling in the garden
TV’s all I’ve got to hide in

May 28, 2007

Episodic story part 4: off guard

My bar is understated. When I…when we first bought the house it was a garish affair fitted with the kind of kitsch paraphernalia you typically find in these kinds of places. My wife had other ideas – to be honest she didn’t even want the thing but I thought it would be fun so she [...]

May 7, 2007

south african in exile 2

You have to wonder why the official opposition went and elected a white person to lead them, again. If it wasn’t enough that they’re perceived as really only looking out for white interests, they have to go and keep the status quo by reinforcing this perception. Helen Zille will not build a party that can [...]