GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) You would love that the words let you live again the touch of things, the touch that wakes the naked skin and fills it again and again, being able to feel the eyes on the eyes,…
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Parade of Poems
Parade of Poems
Parade of Poems
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) AS YET UNBORN Oh to be Adam again with all his ribs yearning for a woman as yet unborn, mouth free of the taste of apples, ears without the hiss of snakes, mindless of nakedness and…
Parade of Poems
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) She wept in the morning She wept at noon She wept in the evening At morning she lost a son At noon she lost another At evening she lost the last of family In the next…
Parade of Poems for the New Year
Parade of Poems
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT (edited by) THE VIOLIN OF THE BUSHMAN Weak is resonance of the sound a one stringed bent stick on an empty ostrich egg. Not an instrument for greater glory of whoever. Nobody else hears what the bushman fiddles…