A perfect pataphor by Lerato Themba Kuzwayo

About the Challenge

"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity" ~ William Wordsworth

A Poem A Day Challenge is a week-long (5 days) challenge that runs every third week of the month.

Participants receive writing prompts, daily, for which they write and submit a poem by 10 pm on the same day.

The best THREE (3) poems are selected and published the next morning.

TO PARTICIPATE: enter your email address here http://eepurl.com/eQCM6 and you will receive a daily prompt.

RULES OF THE CHALLENGE:

you have to sign up to receive the writing prompts
you have to write a new poem for the writing prompt and submitting by 10pm on the same day
you may not submit a poem you have already written before.

CHALLENGE PRIZE: From August we are offering a prize for the best overall poem. More info on the prize and how this is decided will follow.

QUARTERLY PRINT EDITION: Poems selected for the publication will be compiled for a quarterly print edition of A Poem A Day challenge. More info on this will follow.

submit here or here make sure to include the words: APOEMADAY at the top of your submission

April: Freedom Week

When Common asks Assata Shakur 'what is freedom?' at the end of his tribute song, Song of Assata. Assata responds, "You're asking me about freedom? i know a whole lot more about what freedom isn't... coz i've never been free." She goes on to imagine what freedom could be.

It's Freedom Week in South Africa, that historical first vote for the oppressed Afrikan masses of South Africa happened eighteen years ago on 27 April. Now let's writer great poems, interrogate, question, image, dream about freedom.

peace

zamantungwa
editor, publisher

A Poem A Day Challenge, Every 3rd Week of the month

Poems

A perfect pataphor by Lerato Themba Kuzwayo

Posted by Poetry Potion on Tuesday, April 24, 2012 Under: Freedom Week

A perfect pataphor for a metaphor
A mansion on mention in three dimensions
Housing void dark mists amidst broken amethyst
Pacifier pacified by passive pacifists
Broken Fists unclenched sacred fruits of black lynched
Grand ol’ Billie could maintain the pain for a day
Ever hungered for her own Holiday
A perfect pataphor for Metaphor
Scattered bombs on sacred bonds
Seek to drink your mind out a secret pond
Soak your pores in spoken force
Broken Clauses, breath draws slow falls
Rebels, jumping meditating juju drums and hum dumbs, no cause
May we soak their linen Suits in the dying
of tear, of working folks sweat and hungry man’s blood
A perfect pataphor for a metaphor
a rainbow that appears after a drought
is an optical illusion, a Coptic fusion
of opiumic religions meant to keep the spirit dead
A Brand new freedom in South Africa is this…
a perfectly derelict sick twisted misconstrued and purely rude

Grand ol’ Freedom is Azania’s Truest truth

© Lerato Themba Kuzwayo

Day 1 | April, Freedom Week

short bio: Lerato Themba Kuzwayo Arts in all ways except for sculpture thus far. A multimedia weaver of new dreams sung and flung out Afrika ancient hymns. A poet's dream. A teacher of he ways and symbols of poetry and visual arts to those keen. A simple vein towards the true heart of art. A vessel of arts most humble soul.

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About the Challenge

April: Freedom Week

Poems

A perfect pataphor by Lerato Themba Kuzwayo