When Coasts Meet: Seeking home, finding self
Poetic and poignant, Khwezi Becker’s words embrace us from the start. German is the language we hear. And now isiZulu. Then English too. Khwezi deftly entwines these three languages and … Read More
Poetic and poignant, Khwezi Becker’s words embrace us from the start. German is the language we hear. And now isiZulu. Then English too. Khwezi deftly entwines these three languages and … Read More
Look down High Street, past the cathedral to the shacks on the hill beyond. Take stock of its ragged crowded houses, its dirt roads, the mass of people living within. … Read More
Inqindi: Fist. A fist is violent. A fist is ‘Amandla’. A fist can protect. Clenched fists – solidarity. Backs to us, ‘doeks’ on heads – faceless women break their stillness … Read More