some pretty fierce things.
Trevor Huddleston in Sophiatown, image by Jürgen Schadeberg. to love somebody, from afar: one of the people i would have loved to have met in this lifetime: trevor huddleston, priest and activist, doing his thing in sophiatown, south afrika, where he is remembered and loved, most resiliently here. “I was feeling, as always, a desperate … Read more
i must admit it gets quite wild.
come, come, ghostpoet!
Strrrika lady, just try!
“I deny the doctrine the right to justify the crimes happening in its name. And I deny this right the wo/man of the present, who has forgotten how sordid and poor wo/man is in comparison to what s/he could be, I deny this right to the wo/man of the present: to measure past and … Read more
Sophiatown farewell. And hello.
I don’t know whom to thank for all the connections this special place – whether it is one is another debate – makes possible. This one is from Peter Horn, the great poet, and it moves me, in its time-boundness and transgression. SOPHIATOWN FAREWELL after Catullus Be my guest tomorrow and we will … Read more
