Laina Lesicnik, Beloved Father

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Kris Marais, Car Guard

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Hugh Hodge, Some Haiku

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Lara Kirsten, My dye wil bydra tot die skryf van die poësie

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Margaret Clough, A poem on the radio

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Marguerite van der Merwe, Why I love poetics

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Mari Mocke, Dis my wardrobe daai

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Maura Talbot, My Lost Daughters

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Regine J. Stelzmann, A day with my dad

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Stephanie Saunders, He Has the Floor

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Khadija Tracey Heeger, Issue myne nie, issue joune nie

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Poetry in McGregor!

It gives us great pleasure to present this momento from last year’s McGregor Poetry Festival. We hope you will enjoy viewing it as much as we have enjoyed compiling it and that you will share it with your family and friends. The next “Poetry in McGregor” weekend will take place from the 26th to the 28th of August 2016 and you are invited to join us for this inspirational annual event. The vision of this event is to honour poets and poetry by giving poets a platform for their voices to be heard and poetry-lovers the opportunity to indulge in the spoken word.

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Videopoetry: The Turbulent Atmosphere by Mari Mocke

Poet

Mari Mocke

She will be present at The McGregor Poetry Festival at De Akker on Saturday 29th August at 9.00pm 

Mari Mocke "Soaked in the seeds of life" "Geweek in die saad van die lewe"

have a look at the Fringe Programme 2015

Videopoetry: Mountain Fire

POET

Iona Van Der Westhuyzen

Videopoetry: Parkinsons by Mari Mocke

Poet

Mari Mocke

She will be present at The McGregor Poetry Festival at De Akker on Saturday 29th August at 9.00pm 

Mari Mocke "Soaked in the seeds of life" "Geweek in die saad van die lewe"

have a look at the Fringe Programme 2015

Videopoetry: Autumn’s leaf

POET

Iona Van Der Westhuyzen

Videopoetry: Spazio

POET

Alda Merini

Spazio

Spazio spazio io voglio, tanto spazio 

per dolcissima muovermi ferita;

voglio spazio per cantare crescere 

errare e saltare il fosso 

della divina sapienza. 

Spazio datemi spazio 

ch'io lanci un urlo inumano, 

quell'urlo di silenzio negli anni 

che ho toccato con mano.

Space

Space space I want lots of space 

To wounded  gently move. 

I want space to sing, grow

Err and leap over the ditch 

of divine wisdom 

Space give me space 

that an inhuman cry I may give 

That cry of silence in the years 

On which my hand I laid.

Spasie

Spasie spasie soek ek baie spasie 

om gewond saggies te beweeg 

ek soek spasie om te sing te groei

af te dwaal en te spring oor die sloot 

van goddelike wysheid.

Spasie gee my spasie 

om ‘n onmenslike kreet te uiter

die kreet van stilte in die jare

waarop ek my hand gelê het.

Videopoetry: Playing cat and mouse

POET

Iona Van Der Westhuyzen

Videopoetry: Mindful

Mindful

Every day

I see or hear

something

that more or less

kills me 

with delight,

that leaves me

like a needle

in the haystack

of light.

It is what I was born for -

to look, to listen,

to lose myself

inside this soft world -

to instruct myself

over and over

in joy,

and acclamation.

Nor am I talking

about the exceptional,

the fearful, the dreadful,

the very extravagant -

but of the ordinary,

the common, the very drab,

the daily presentations.

Oh, good scholar,

I say to myself,

how can you help

but grow wise

with such teachings

as these -

the untrimmable light

of the world,

the ocean's shine,

the prayers that are made

out of grass?

POET

MARY OLIVER

Videopoetry: Praying

Praying 

It doesn’t have to be

the blue iris, it could be

weeds in a vacant lot, or a few

small stones; just

pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don’t try

to make them elaborate, this isn’t

a contest but the doorway


into thanks, and a silence in which

another voice may speak.

POET

Mary Oliver