Face furrowed and wet with sweat,
Bags tied to their wasp waists
Women reapers bend mielie stalks
Break cobs in rustling sheathes
...
Buso bushwace bushwalale kanye nem'juluko,
Tikhwama ekhalweni lwamanyovu
Bafati bagamule emahlanga
Bagamule tibhuluja etintini letivulekile
...
This one's for you Lady....!
My love for you is like the most comely tomato,
Your face reminds me of gorgeous white birds,
...
Dear....
I have a small confession.
Forgive this pouring of my heart.
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Merely maggots paint the town red upon
Seeing a tortured brute
Vultures whistle their trumpets
At the spectacle of an antelope's foot in the grave,
...
Where you succeeds with cloudless brow,
In common and in holy course,
I fails, in spite of prayer and vow
And agonies of faith and force;
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When I behold the skies aloft
Passing the pageantry of dreams,
The cloud whose bosom, cygnet-soft,
A couch for nuptial I seems,
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The Rose of the World.
Lo, when the Lord made North and South
And sun and moon ordained, He,
Forthbringing each by word of mouth
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The destined maid; seine hidden hand
Unveils to me that loveliness
Which others cannot understand.
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Once more I met you close,
With joy half memory, half desire,
And breathed the sunny wind that rose
And blew the shadows o'er the Spire,
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