Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Foreword
- A Gentle Warning
- Scent of Invisible Footprints in Moments of Complexity
- Biko Reborn
- We Begin a New Era
- Kept Alive in Chains
- In My Art
- My Body is a Centre of Colliding Forces
- Conversations With Stone
- Twin Forces
- In a Recurring Anthropomorphic Dream
- They Came in Waves
- They Say His Nose
- Burdens of the Past
- Musical Words
- In Our Culture
- Locked in an Embrace
- Translucent Ideas
- Black Like an Angolan Night
- We Have Lost the Faces of Footprints
- I Suckled the Smooth Breast
- Of One Mind
- Spiralling Into Existance
- I Look Down
- I Carry Echoes in My Eardrums
- There Are Echoes of String
- Long Breasted One
- I Carried Out an Autopsy
- Vumani Bo!
- Child of My Mother
- I Love You With the Power of Undulating
- Third Insurrection of Feet
- Exhausted But Inspired
- We Dug Gold And Diamonds
- Twenty-First Insurrection of the Exhaust Pipe
- Tenth Insurrection of the Exhaust Pipe
- Thirteenth Insurrection of the Exhaust Pipe
- Pressured To the Limit
- Too Many Many Nights of Blackouts
- Modigliani's Second Memory
- Modigliani's Memory
- Sixth Insurrection of the Wheelbarrow
- Third Insurrection of the Wheelbarrow
- The Insurrection of Hyenas
- Amedeo Modigliani
- In the Past When Stones Were Still Soft As Butter
- Footprints
There Are Echoes of String
Published online by Cambridge University Press: 28 February 2020
- Frontmatter
- Contents
- Foreword
- A Gentle Warning
- Scent of Invisible Footprints in Moments of Complexity
- Biko Reborn
- We Begin a New Era
- Kept Alive in Chains
- In My Art
- My Body is a Centre of Colliding Forces
- Conversations With Stone
- Twin Forces
- In a Recurring Anthropomorphic Dream
- They Came in Waves
- They Say His Nose
- Burdens of the Past
- Musical Words
- In Our Culture
- Locked in an Embrace
- Translucent Ideas
- Black Like an Angolan Night
- We Have Lost the Faces of Footprints
- I Suckled the Smooth Breast
- Of One Mind
- Spiralling Into Existance
- I Look Down
- I Carry Echoes in My Eardrums
- There Are Echoes of String
- Long Breasted One
- I Carried Out an Autopsy
- Vumani Bo!
- Child of My Mother
- I Love You With the Power of Undulating
- Third Insurrection of Feet
- Exhausted But Inspired
- We Dug Gold And Diamonds
- Twenty-First Insurrection of the Exhaust Pipe
- Tenth Insurrection of the Exhaust Pipe
- Thirteenth Insurrection of the Exhaust Pipe
- Pressured To the Limit
- Too Many Many Nights of Blackouts
- Modigliani's Second Memory
- Modigliani's Memory
- Sixth Insurrection of the Wheelbarrow
- Third Insurrection of the Wheelbarrow
- The Insurrection of Hyenas
- Amedeo Modigliani
- In the Past When Stones Were Still Soft As Butter
- Footprints
Summary
There are echoes of string music in my eardrum
Urged by silenced nimble fingers pulsating with love
Delicate sensitive melodies long forgotten
Return in my sleep
Infuse my new dreams with new forged limbs
To sprint into artistic revelry
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- The Poetry , pp. 43 - 44Publisher: University of South AfricaPrint publication year: 2014