L Lebogang Mashile

Lebogang Mashile

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Lebogang Mashile (July 2, 1979) is a South African actor, writer and performance poet. The daughter of exiled South African parents, she was born in the United States and returned to South Africa in the mid-1990s after the end of apartheid. She began the study of law and international relations at the University of the Witwatersrand but became more interested in the arts. With Myesha Jenkins, Ntsiki Mazwai and Napo Masheane, she founded the poetry group Feela Sistah. She appeared in the 2004 film Hotel Rwanda and has performed in a number of theatre productions, including Threads which combined dance, music and poetry. Mashile also recorded a live performance album incorporating music and poetry titled Lebo Mashile Live. She co-produced and hosted the documentary program L’Attitude on SABC 1 and hosted a game show Drawing the line on SABC 2. In 2005, she published her first poetry collection In a ribbon of rhythm, for which she received the Noma Award in 2006. Mashile was named one of South Africa's Awesome Women of 2005 by Cosmopolitan and one of the Top 100 youth in South Africa by the Mail & Guardian in 2006 and 2007.)

Lebogang Mashile şiirleri

Arama yardımı

Every child, my child is wrapped in a ribbon of rhythm Every child, my child is wrapped in a ribbon of rhythm Every child, my child is wrapped in a ribbon of rhythm, Wrapped in a r…

"I dance to know who I am When I am in motion I move to find the rhythm That permeates this commotion…

I knew a girl once who lived in a house made of skin With the spine of time stretched through it The slightest wind would make it spin It trapped a symphony of voices…

Home is a foreign land That hurls the might of its confusion around the world Strangers believe they know my bruises The smallness of boxes they call eyes…

When I am closed Used up You are stretched at your fullest width Ready to give…

İngilizce

I see the wisdom of eternities In ample thighs Belying their presence as adornments To the temples of my sisters…

After they've fed off of your memories Erased dreams from your eyes Broken the seams of sanity And glued what's left together with lies,…

I want to write a poem About pretty black girls Who don't relax and lie their dreams away Voices that curl…

İngilizce

You and I We are the keepers of dreams We mould them into light beams And weave them into life's seams…

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