Comments about Nkululeko Mdudu
It starts off as an ordinary day,
four alarms ring at fifteen minute intervals and I lay
there half awake between thought and dream.
Like a maid or mother she knocks loudly on the door...
'Wake up it's late! '
And truly it was- the dream had died till another night,
a species extinct in the world of thought.No habitat
on waking hours for this creature of the night,
so he hides himself as an imperfect plan