Thursday, February 14, 2013

The Crowning By Christopher Mlalazi

I shall crown your waist with a bouquet
Of fragrant blossoms
I shall plead with the kind sky
Just to drop one Silver Star
From its shimmering bosom
That I shall press upon your navel

I shall ask the sucked out sickle in the night sky
To lend its softest shine
To the warmth that courses through your blood
That your skin can drip milk
And be textured as the finest silk

I shall plead with the wind to be merry
And waft freshly and briskly past your dale
That I shall fill with birds
Of the sweetest song and finest plumage

I shall ask the setting sun
To turn down its fierce wick
And become a soft crimson
Above the wrought boughs of ancient trees
That you may look up to behold this vision
And Oh, I see your angelic face turned my way

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Courage by Sifiso Mabena


I have glimpsed her in still moments
Against the glint of broken bottle-necks
Without justice delivered
I have seen her body shiver
With my face pressed into her shoulders
My back is turned against
Truth damned up; threatening
an out come
Is it a right one?
Is it a right one?
Trembling I turn around
facing truth’s trafficked sounds
Words speed and a buzz is roused
As I stand, my silence is loud.