The Red Wheelbarrow PoetryDilemma of Second-Degree LostnessRiaz SolkerI got lost on my way to getting lost.And now in order to be found,I first have to find my wayback to lost.But lostdoesn't liketo befound.Featured on 14 October 2021
Riaz SolkerI got lost on my way to getting lost.And now in order to be found,I first have to find my wayback to lost.But lostdoesn't liketo befound.Featured on 14 October 2021
The Little Yellow HousePhelelani Makhanya There is a little yellow house at the corner of the street, where the jacaranda has painted the paving purple. Every...
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