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Melanie Blignaut
Nov 19, 20241 min read
Poem: My Grandmother's Mulberry Tree
I don't remember learning to climb my grandmother's mulberry tree, or the first time I sat in her boughs with a book. I can't tell you...
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Melanie Blignaut
Oct 27, 20231 min read
Putting Out Imaginary Flames - A Lament for Beauty
The aloe stretches her succulent arms Enjoying the midday sun, And the campfire leaves are red flames Licking at the feet of the spekboom...
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Sarah Spring
Jun 23, 20231 min read
A Sonnet for Autumn
To Joburg’s Autumn Sun You have my heart when earth’s tilt spins this joy: Your gentle strength still calls the grass to green, While...
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Sarah Spring
Jun 16, 20231 min read
Sun Trap - A Poem for Autumn
I wrote this poem intending it to be funny, but it came out a little dark, either way I hope you enjoy it. Sun Trap The chair seems...
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Melanie Blignaut
Jun 2, 20231 min read
A Little Boy's Request To His Mother
O let me peel the bark back and see what lies beneath: an army of ant soldiers marching west to east, or termites burrowing deep toward...
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Sarah Spring
May 25, 20231 min read
Hello, Aloe, Hello
Hello, hello, hello, Is what you seem to say, As tight green buds come shooting up, To mark the start of May. While other blooms are...
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