Ag, Man

AG, MAN

COULD NOT INFORM

NEVER SATISFIED

INNOVATION

COMFORTS FRIGHTEN ME

METROPOLIS

HOUSES/TREES

DRIVE-IN CINEMA

WHILE

SOUTH AFRICAN LANDSCAPE

SOUTH AFRICAN PULSE

BARREN

AGELESS

A SOUTH AFRICAN DAY

S.A.

A DREAMPOEM TO BOB DYLAN FROM SUN CITY

TOWNSHIP

KWAZULU

XHOSA KALABASH

TSOLO, TRANSKEI

SULINKAMA, TRANSKEI

LAUGHING XHOSA PATIENTS GATHERED AROUND A WHITE BABY

CAPE TOWN DUSK

WATCHING THE CONSTRUCTION SITE AT THE CORNER OF ALICE STREET IN THE HEAT

AT LOUIS LEIPOLDT’S GRAVE

INDIGENOUS LETTERS FROM HELL

TO MY FATHER ALONE ON HOLIDAY IN AUSTRLIA

I LIKE SEEING MY SISTER IN LOVE

TOUCHING

AN EARLY MORNING PRAYER FOR MARK

TO MY BABY NEPHEW THREE MONTHS OLD

CRAIGIE

CRAIGIE YELLING SCREAMING OFTEN CRYING THESE DAYS

FOR A GIRL WHO CAN’T COPE

WITH YOU

S

SOME WOMEN

MISSING YOU

HOW MY EYES YEARN

THE PREDICAMENT

DEAD EDEN

MY HEART IS HEAVY

THAT GIRL

I STUMBLE

AS I LIE ON

HER WHOM I WILL SURELY MEET

O MYSTIC

THE SWANS OF ALL I HAVE

SNAILHUSHED

TWO PASSING QUAIL

THE MOUSE

THE DILEMMA OF THE CRAB

THE WEASEL

ANOTHER SUPPRESSED STARTLING DISAPPOINTED

TO A BEETLE PADDLING IN ARLENE’S POOL

SPIRITUAL SALMON

LYNX

MUIS

THE MOLE AND THE FOX CONFRONT GOD

A COCKROACH MEDITATING

DARLING ANTELOPE

TO A SILENT STREAM

DRAUGHT

JOYOUS

CALLING

HOPEGUSH

OH

AT PEACE

LIGHT AND DARK

TO BE DAZZLED

THE PLOYS OF THE DEVIL

ANYTHING WITHOUT GOD

THE BEAUTY OF DAVENING

PRAYERLILTING

OUR HUMAN HEART

IT’S A STROLL WITH THE LORD

ON THINKING

FRIGHTENED

MELVILLIAN VISION – TIME AGAIN

MAFEKING PSALM

PRAYER

SOUR TREES

STILL THIS PERVADING SORROW

DOLOUR

FEAR (CREEPING THROUGH THE UNDERGROWTH)

FEAR (I AM SURROUNDED)

MELANCHOLY MORNING

DUSK

DESPAIR

SITUATIONED

DAILY

PRISON POEMS

NON COMPREHENDOS

RETURN TO CAPTIVITY

IT’S NOT GOING TO BE EASY

HOW DIFFERENT

ONCE

THE TREES ARE TOO POWERFUL

BURDENED

A POEM OF WHITE YEARNING

FOR SO LONG NOW

ALL I ASK

THE WORM NIBBLES

WHAT CAN I SAY?

PRECIPICE

DEATH WILL BE A RELIEF

ON CONTEMPLATING SUICIDE

ON MY ATTEMPTED SUICIDE

TIMEDRIPPINGS

THE BED IS MY GRAVE

ENDURE

TO DYING LILIES

THEN

 

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