You’ve Got Mail

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

When the postcard arrived in its little white bag — From anywhere…to anyone. It brought the winter skies along with the stars that descended and consented to travel through the agony of time. When the post card arrived to my little white bed. Some sense of mystery pervaded my longing. And it laid there, sacred, like the […]

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A Long Line of Love

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

I know a boy who falls asleep on sunbeams, in bathtubs, on the plane, hanging on a branch by the shore; on my chest. Pounding telepathic waves through the bones, through the tissues, right through the muscle; past the blood, past the scars of ugly words, zapping them away like a window wiper. past the invisible defence of my […]

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Approaching the Moon

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

Poetry written by Jacqueline Chia, a freelance writer who specialises in writing for print ads, magazine articles, brochures, DM, press release and creative projects.

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The Lover’s Confession

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

Sometimes when I squeeze my eyes tight, it’s not to stop the tears from gushing out. sometimes the blood pounding in the folds of quiet lids can astound a moment of passion — in its full bloom. all the nights I close my eyes, it’s easier to gaze into your own blinking lights of universe, traverse in your own […]

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Past Life Regressions

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

Even as a child, I only belonged to you. We ate from the same plate, drank from mutual contamination and shared the same fears. Of my father — what of he? Absent on nights you choose to unleash terror on me. Impeccable timing. Residual footfalls. Last night, I heard you fabricating tales to my sister — your voice, though […]

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The Children’s Song

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

Who is there to sing the joy? Who floats around wistfully? The smile waits and looks are coy. I wait daily. Boy-girl-boy– girl, stroll into class slowly. Who is there to sing the joy? That from those bright eyes deploy Innocent youth and oh! surely the smile waits and looks are coy. As my babes when with a toy, […]

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Fiela’s Child (The Reprise)

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

The good God gave me to Ma. Again. The good God gave me to Ma. And you forgave the Laghaans just as Benjamin forgave Barta. And the sailor to the beam-maker, the sea had called him home. Lukas had seen a man drown, a dying man was Lukas. All the time waiting, lingering as Dawn would loiter around the kloof all […]

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Butterfly

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

After all, you merely emerged from dark to light. and for a time, you crawled, reviled by all. but what are you now? another ugly grub blessed with paper thin wings against the wind. just as well, that you never live long. Share on diggScridb filter

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Sunday, July 11th, 2010

Of course it was night. How else can the stars shine above that black space while we cruise as fast as our hearts? Of course it was night. Below the field of cotton sprinkled sky, our tears sprinkled down. I dreamt I was in space, without any care. I dreamt of your lovely face missing that stony stare. I […]

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Coffee and City

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

It started raining at 1am, you were lying in your bed, unable to sleep. And it rained til morning, and it rained til now. In the afternoon cold, the rain drizzled like snow. You were on your way out for a coffee, unable to dream. Foggy and wet, your chest hurts. Your mind longs for your heart. You […]

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