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Poetry
A space for poems, spoken pieces, and collections shaped by pressure, memory, fracture, and feeling.
Browse by collection, spoken work, theme, or recency.
Wit with teeth. Irony, parody, and mischief aimed at power, pretence, and the status quo. Formal play and punchy line breaks welcome; the laugh should leave a bruise.
A nocturnal city poem balancing rescue and ruin through a rain-soaked hero, sleepless windows and brooms that uncover sky.
A disruptive urban fable in which a loose bolt exposes the panic inside a carefully ordered city.
A surreal free-verse poem in which a pink feather boa becomes a tightening dress-code ritual, leaving one disobedient scale to hold the light.
A satirical free-verse poem about CAPTCHA tests, workplace efficiency, and a body refusing to become data inside a failing human-capital system.
A sharp reflective poem about pictures, sequence, and the mind's hunger for cause, where blank space learns to bite with because.
A sharp comic poem about a climber, a mountain summit and a divine correction, where pride meets a larger hand from the sky.
A satirical poem of neon updates, label-maker identities and public versioning, where two people refuse both optimisation and obedience.
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A resilient poem of neon glow, puddles, and secrets, charting self-possession and forward motion.
A satirical poem of candles, hiss, and club, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of trolley, righteous, and two step, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of snicker, mic, and pops, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of neon glow, saints, and above, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of toast, lessons, and won, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of rehearse, evidence, and split, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
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A satirical poem of doesn, fit, and midnight, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of jeppestown, slants, and plastic, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of once, yoghurt, and claire, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of streetlights, black, and kettle, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of sticky, notes, and begin, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of pray, inside, and dms, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of lived, crop, and caption, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of hidden, windows, and swipe, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
A satirical poem of bug, fix, and echo, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
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A satirical poem of promise, processing, and name, pressing wit, absurdity and refusal against the world.
Poetry themes
Each stream gathers poems by mood, music, pressure, and the kind of attention the piece asks for.
Poems that walk the fault lines: grief, rupture, war, urban grit, and the mythic underbelly of the everyday. Expect charged images, stark music, and hard turns that don’t tidy the mess so much as name it.
Editor’s picks and special spotlights: the poems, sequences, and craft notes we think deserve your front-row gaze. Rotating highlights, seasonal themes, and one-off gems that show the range of our community.
Poems grouped by this theme.
Where verse meets melody. Poems arranged as songs, chants, and soundscapes—complete with audio players, lyric sheets, and credits for collaborators. Expect live takes, studio mixes, and experiments that let the poem sing in new registers.
Field notes of the inner and outer world: weather, seasons, land, and the quiet revolutions of thought. Lyrical attention, ecological awareness, and a contemplative pace define this stream.
Wit with teeth. Irony, parody, and mischief aimed at power, pretence, and the status quo. Formal play and punchy line breaks welcome; the laugh should leave a bruise.
Work of resilience and renewal: poems about survival, kinship, faith (in any form), and the long arc of becoming. Clear cadence, steady light, and endings that open rather than preach.
Dream-logic, fabulism, and mythic visitations. Reality bends, symbols speak, and images carry more than one meaning. The goal is wonder and unease in equal measure.
Poetry in isiZulu, alongside careful translations where offered. A home for imagery, izibongo (praise poetry), and contemporary voices that carry rhythm and story. Submissions may appear bilingual to welcome wider readers.
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Poetry began here as play with words, fragments, and unlikely connections. Over time it became a record of feeling, then a way of making sense without forcing neat explanations too early.
Some pieces are more instinctive. Some are more controlled. None of them are interested in pretending the human experience arrives tidy.
These poems are not written to hand over a single fixed meaning. They are written to hold image, pressure, contradiction, and the parts of experience that resist summary.
Read them slowly or read them in a rush. Read them in sequence if you want to notice how the voice shifts over time. Read them out of order if you want the cleaner shock of recognition.
If a poem leaves you with a clearer feeling rather than a cleaner answer, it has done its job.
Some poems also live in voice.
Where a spoken version exists, it should feel like an extension of the page rather than a separate performance layer. The voice is there to carry the pressure of the line, not distract from it.
Collections gather poems by atmosphere, season, pressure, or recurring thread.
Enter a collection when you want a more sustained mood than the main archive offers, or when you want to stay with a particular register a little longer.