do it
again
i sat
beneath the light
of your performance
last night.
where you
fed me
with a silver spoon
many
rich
courses
of your rare
beneath the light
of your performance
last night.
where you
fed me
with a silver spoon
many
rich
courses
of your rare
words.
then
when the night
was over;
i,
i
staggered
home,
because you,
you,
had me drunk
with your
poetry.
then
when the night
was over;
i,
i
staggered
home,
because you,
you,
had me drunk
with your
poetry.
© siki
dlanga
27Sept2010
27Sept2010
I wrote
this the day after I had spent an evening listening and watching the greatest
poets of Africa perform in Cape Town CTICC. Poets such as Gcina Mhlope, Lebo
Mashile and many great poets of our continent including an interesting duo
comprised of a White South African and a White Zimbabwean ripping each other
off in the most fantastic performance. It was the night where a great base
guitarist accompanied one of the poets. When we went to compliments since my
friend is crazy about base guitars, the base guitarist was rather mesmerised by
my eyes. My favourite performance of course the entire evening was Malika
Ndlovu. What a discovery! Wow. I just love that woman. How I wish I could
attend it this time again.
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