Azanian Death Of Poetry

Garth Rakumakoe

What was the poet trying to say?
They used to ask us in school
Oh how I miss those days, doing the works
of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and Frost

Over time, we have become so tone deaf
and monotone in our perception
of what poetry is and how and what
we hear to be poetry
reminds me of a post dispensation period
when every TV show was about the struggle
and every theme was political
Film production, has since moved past those days
It's clear our poetry hasn't

Whispers are never heard
all we hear and consider, is praise poetry
We are not concerned with the abstract
reading the subtle writer's mind
hearing their avantgarde frequency
low candid tone and processing
what they have to say
nor admiring their window view

The obscure and nuanced is not our thing
we mostly want praise and gallantry
no subtleties and in-betweens
our stimulus, confines in the spirit of tributes
commemorations and praise

We have no room for intrigue
and no patience to deliberate, thus
the voice in the reader's ear should emancipate
to read as the writer wrote, lest this becomes
the only poetry we know

I foresee this to be read and set aside
conversational writers such as myself
have become used to that sort of thing
the oddities in normalized status quos
The complicated ones
coloring outside rhetoric lines
Besides, not only does this touch a nerve
it does not even rhyme

  • Author: Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2023 07:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: So I wrote this piece, in response to a local poetry competition I had entered. I just feel the only poetry worth recognition in my corner of the world by and large is praise poetry, and true to form, it showed even in the poems selected for publishing almost all of the time. I attribute this narrative to our struggle history and the need for heroes, political and otherwise. For me it's a frustration that scene writers, conversational writers, abstract writers and storytellers alike are hardly recognized, nor understood. There's this local one dimensional view of what poetry should look and sound like and it's been a phenomenon recurring for years that no one ever points out despite it being done to death. Needless to say, this piece here was also rejected much to my amusement. I guess I deserved it, lol.
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Comments1

  • Parisab

    I am sure you did for novelty’s sake, insight, and talent! These are the new puppets (I mean poets) of the “kings’” courts… I also can see the historical context of those nations that build up idols only to bring them down!

    • Garth Rakumakoe

      Spot on dear P.

      It is what it is 🤷🏻‍♂️



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