That old snake “poetry is dead” has reared its ugly head again. I say we socially assassinate the next person to use it. I say ‘use it’ as opposed to ‘says it’ because I believe poetry is the victim here.
Histories have been taught to speak of us black people in ways that buckle our knees before monsters that escaped from our hands to terrorize our worlds of creation.
Now we stand enslaved by our doubts, fears and failures walking the scorching earth with nightmares playing on repeat in our dulled eyes.
The skies we coloured with our spirits now weigh heavy in our lives as limits.
I was disappointed to find out that I am only human, and that my superhuman strength only extended on paper and canvas. I was admitted into hospital for two weeks after an intense year of trying to find my voice. During that year, it was as if I was possessed by what Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca calls duende.
Stripping down my human form, undressing all of myself to be naked on the canvas and on stage.
Looking back, I felt like what Hip-Hop artist, Thirstin Howl the 3rd says in one of his songs, “My style is so naked and untouched, on stage I feel like I am half dressed”
a recent, thought-provoking facebook post by a talented young poet sparkled a discussion on two topics that lie at the core of the debate on spoken word poetry, i.e. the quality of today’s live poetry sessions, and the dialogue between poets belonging to different generations and geographic areas.
We’re pleased to announce the launch of over columnist section on wordnsound.com. Every week we’ll offer a wide range of opinions from the likes of Maakomele’Mak’ Manaka, Maggia Gambu, Khadija Heeger, Lesego Rapolokeng, Neo Khanyile, MasterTungFu, Rantoloko Molokoane, Lebohang ‘Nova’ Masango, Deborah Seddon, Makhosazana Xaba, Koleka Putuma and WolfMan.
African writing and publishing has been systematized to be an extension of Western or European thinking and imagination about the continent and its people.
To a large extent, an African writer is not encouraged to come up with a new variation or interpretation of what happens in Africa. He or she is not allowed to be true to self or tell their own Truth.