Poetry: Remembering Youth Day in South Africa

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Ausi Maria

I imagine a place in the Sun
I look to the east where I
can see her reflection in the south
African drums...
Rhythms, tapping rhythms --
beating hearts of student protest.

Artwork:  "Biko '78" oil on board by Stephen Bess

Comments

Bougie Black Boy said…
As I wrote in a poem before,
"I want to dance naked
to an African drumbeat
(But there better be a cello, too),
because this is a poem about you. . ."
Tuesday, October 18, 2005 10:36:00 AM
Stephen A. Bess said…
I like that. You seem to keep your poetry on wraps. How often do you post your poetry?
My favorite little African Instrument is the (mucapata)or thumb piano. It makes a really nice sound.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005 10:46:00 AM
Michele said…
Stephen,
How are you posting your pics? Why won't the blogger feature work w/ mine (it's mind boggling!) This is just lovely...

Oh, how I would love to learn to play the cello!

Peace,
Bay
Tuesday, October 18, 2005 12:36:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Thanks Bay! When you are ready to make a new post there is a little blue window next to the spell check on the menu bar (where you find font, color, etc.). When you press that button it allows you to post pictures.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005 12:52:00 PM
Michele said…
Yeah, I know! That's the frustrating part! I'm doing the right thing...blogger even goes so far as to tell me it's uploading my pics...but nothing! I'll have to keep trying. It' the weirdest thing...

thanks, anyway...
Bay
Tuesday, October 18, 2005 3:12:00 PM
Sumeeta said…
I wanted to tell you that I loved this painting!
Wednesday, October 19, 2005 4:16:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Yes, I love it too. It is by an South African artist named, Frederico Cheque Nolha. The subject actually doesn't look that different from the lady I dedicated the poem to, but she stated that her mouth is different. :)
Thanks for stopping by.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005 4:23:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Hello Professor. the artist name is Frederico Cheque Nolha. You can purchase his work and others at http://www.insideafricanart.com. Check it out!
Monday, October 24, 2005 11:14:00 AM
void said…
all I know of Biko is what I saw when I watched Denzel Washington play out his life in Cry Freedom...
Tuesday, July 06, 2010 10:38:00 AM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Solemn Reverie- the book by I have featured by Donald Woods is a good source. There are others as well. One of my favorite is, "I Write What I Like." You should check it out. Thanks for stopping in. I will do the same.
Tuesday, July 06, 2010 12:53:00 PM
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