She had lost her mother tongue
How he laughed too at her standing hair
That place where he felt stronger than her
So she sang empty reassuring words
So that he could sleep.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
She had lost her mother tongue
How he laughed too at her standing hair
That place where he felt stronger than her
So she sang empty reassuring words
So that he could sleep.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
NOMZI KUMALO 
Your writing is powerful. And it brings forth deep pondering as the reader reaches inward to seek the meaning behind your words. Love, Amy
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This poem so nicely captures a reminder most of us need in this day and age. Thank you for sharing this, Nomzi. xo
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depth… good work 🙂
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Great news from a fellow poet. Thank you. 🙂
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Sweet and touching! You are so gifted Nomzi!
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I believe in love Dilip. And you are very kind. 🙂
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Loved it! Says so much in a few lines about us, replanted out of our original village.
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Villages have always been in motion. It is a lot of work being engaged and a valuable member of one small village. Imagine what it is like to be an engaged and valuable member of the whole world. As Tish was saying earlier, it is overwhelming.
You are right about us being “replanted out of our original village”, Nature. Thank you for visiting and sharing your wisdom. Reminding us of where we need to be. Have a beautiful weekend. 🙂
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Reassuring sounds, meaningless even , make all the difference.
C’est le ton qui fait la musique!
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Précisément Paula. And it is quite remarkable how a lot of the other stuff gets lost in translation. Anyhow, I truly appreciate your words of truth. 🙂
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Lovely piece of writing.
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I am glad you think so dear Lady Fi. 🙂
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Dear Nomzi — I could feel the brother I never had in this poem. I could feel our devotion to one another that goes beyond words and makes life in a not-perfect-world possible and even, at times, assailable
Blessings on your Thursday — looking forward to Monday, Alia
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Dear Alia, I truly appreciate you taking the time to share your words here. Perhaps you will also like “A Poems worth” which you can find in my poetry collection, under the title “Love will wait”. Have a good evening. 🙂
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I’ll check it out. ♥ Alia
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Ties that binds us! 🙂
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It is difficult to understand it and live in it but we are in a whole lot of trouble if we have no respect for ourselves and each other. I appreciate your comment Celestine. 🙂
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Nicely crafted.
❤
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The contemporary poetry world is much bigger than I ever imagined so I appreciate you taking the time Gill. 🙂
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Oh this is a compact little nugget, Nomzi. The intricacies and contradictions of sibling relations in 5 lines.
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Expectations, power struggles, miseducation. The games. You put it so well when you say, “a compact little nugget” describing a part of our global village.
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You’ve made me think that we might fare so much better if we could focus on the concept of ‘village’. Our focus is so scattered by distractions, and by a sense of a world being too big (scary?) to get our minds and emotions around. We end up feeling disempowered. Yet this is only a perception, not a reality. All of which is to say, we need your sharp focus, Nomzi – the words that bring us back to things that really matter.
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My dear Tish, what can I say, you have said it all today. My work. Your words are heartwarming. Nutrition for the soul. 🙂
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Multicultural communication. 🙂
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