Gert Strydom Poems

I have always believed
that people
who propagated
accountability over time
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There’s a dark way
that cuts through us
and leads us from each other.
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This morning it’s as if the sun
are rising beyond the domes
and the mosque
bows into the air
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Just past the park in Park Street
there are people
that squat around a small fire
and the flames burn orange yellow
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(after Theo Wassenaar)

From childhood as best friends
we did hunt, cry, tease, mock, play and laugh
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(after D. J. Opperman)

For her blind father Klara searches and do get lost
and like anything on earth it's a story of heartache,
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(for Annelize)

Early morning the rain sieves down softly,
I do smell the wet earth,
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A nest the two bakbakiris did make
in the pepper tree at the garage.
There was grass and leaves and things in their house
and when autumn came and the days got colder
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(after D. F. Malherbe)

Black-green shiny starling
I hear you scream constantly
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(for Annelize, after Elisabeth Eybers)

From childhood I do know how fragile
breakable and fine people sometimes are
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