Verbosity
Inkanyamba refers to mythical water monsters living in dams and rivers in Eswatini and elsewhere in Southern Africa where they are known by many names. I learned about them while camping on the bank of Maguga Dam in Eswatini…
A light-hearted and gentle exploration of the beautiful music and functions venue called 7 Owls, just over an hour away from Cape Town.
As I sat down to write, I had three Afrikaans words come to mind. “Wrok. Wrak. Wraak.” From them a life and a world was born. A tragic one, it turns out.
My friend Jon Daamen owns and operates a beautiful art, music and functions venue just outside of Napier in the Western Cape and is herself an artist specialising in works created with pressed flowers, leaves, and found items from nature.
This poem is inspired by one of her works.
I like the way that poetry, like journalism, applies pressure to condense and simplify things. I am often surprised, while writing, by the way concepts are reduced to powerful mini dramas, concentrated like days-old stock, and packed full of punch.
It’s possible that I had one cup of caffeine too many before writing this.
Oh yes and, Merry Christmas!
I was pondering the sexual proclivity of a Piet-My-Vrou bird because, well, it seems to be confused with a name like “Piet” as its “Vrou”.
Unless it had some sort of procedure done that the MAGA crowd would rather not have anyone talk about…