#ingrid jonker

[exhalereleased]

"Dark River" by Ingrid Jonker

[majestativa]

My yesterday hangs under my heart.

— Ingrid Jonker, Selected Poems, transl by Jack Cope and William Plomer, (1988)

[act1]

oscar wilde - salomè // pomegranates by elena kubysheva // oakland tribune, 1942 // the moon belongs to everyone - stacy arezou mehrfar // ingrid jonker - when you laugh // pomegranates

[reetsmusic]

Bitterbessie Dagbreek - Chris Chameleon (Reets cover)

[lupitovi]

J’ai cherché le chemin de mon corps et n’ai trouvé dans la poussière qu’étranges cicatrices Traces de gnous d’éléphants de léopards écrasées par le secret de la piste blanche Oh je voulais juste peser ton ombre, petite gazelle ta silhouette fugitive

Ingrid Jonker

[the-other-voice]

I and my yesterday, my yesterday hangs under my heart, my wild lily, my lullaby world, and my heart sings like a cicada, my cicada-heart sings like a cicada

Ingrid Jonker, Pregnant Woman, transl. from the Afrikaans by J. Cope and W. Plomer

[francois26-blog]

FOR INGRID JONKER

FOR INGRID JONKER you could not float forever above that oppression your words angelic but by the guttural purity of ideology drowned out but the sea listened the tiny shells that had ears to heard you the waves at this beach move with a rhythm they lacked before

[los17aurelianos]

I am with those who abuse sex because the individual doesn't count with those who get drunk against the abyss of the brain against the illusion that life once was good or had beauty or sense against the garden parties of falsehood against the silence that beats into the temples with those who poor and old race against death the atom-bomb of the days and in shacks count the last flies on the walls with those stupefied in institutions shocked with electric currents through the cataracts of the senses with those who have been deprived of their hearts like the light out of the robot of safety with those coloured, african dispossessed with those who murder because every death confirms anew the lie of life And please forget about justice it doesn't exist about brotherhood it's deceit about love it has no right

Ingrid Jonker, I am with Those (trans. Jack Cope and William Plomer)