Mdantsane Black, Poems of Mdantsane

May 20, 2010
Amitabh Mitra


fireflies burn a blue sky black black are we grown from unseen embers black is mdantsane black is the river soul and a runaway season black is the night of hurts and tangled thoughts of sudden you.

Mdantsane Photograph by Amitabh Mitra

An orthopaedic surgeon in a busy hospital in East London, South Africa, I actually belong to Gwalior, Madhya Pradesh, its long summers and hectic politics. I edit a print poetry journal called 'A Hudson View', a journal on African arts called 'Inyathi' and dream of going back to Gwalior. My blog on South African Arts is http://www.amitabhmitra.blogspot.com/
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