“The wind you hear is the birth of memory when the moment hatches in time’s womb there will be no art talk. The only poem you will hear will be the spear point pivoted in the punctured marrow of the… — Keropatse Kgositsile Copy Share Image
“The wind you hear is the birth of memory when the moment hatches in time’s womb there will be no art talk. The only… — Keropatse Kgositsile Copy Share Image
