Matete Motsoaledi Poems
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Matete is a performance poet based in the Mpumalanga province of South Africa. He writes mostly in his native Sepedi language and accasionally in English. His writing is focused on social conditions which includes politics which he does not shy from.
He is one of the contributors of 'an anthology of Mpumalanga indegineous language poetry' titled Bantu Letters (published in 2011) . He ... more »
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The wind whirls
And stirs the dust
Leaving the grass with nothing to anchor
It is the august wind
That blows so viciously
After the winter’s chill
Has tormented the frail shrubs
It blows dust in my face
As if to spite me
For I can do nothing to stop it
But somewhere in me
I smile in defiance
Because I know
That the next season is spring
But unlike the august wind
I have no one to spite
I curse and praise nature at the same time
For the august wind
And the life that buds in spring
Through these episodes
I get ...