At the door of yesterday's palm, she
strolled through plum blossoms.
The collars wrapped in her own; the
button's nail to the nail's marble.
And the name stood the rigours of time
between the narrow strings of wood.
Mere mere, a canvas space-filled
chun ju with thoughts and truths
and threads tapering down to the
hidden ankle with singing feathers
spread along long-standing figures
thick as patterns in vernacular trois;
Going back into history.
Coming into the present.
The rest of all:
Woven into the future's 魔法 dust.
Bongani Zungu (Singular Poet)
Bongani Zungu/Singular Poet threads his poetry with the intent to reveal the subtle sophistry of knowledge in a simple, relatable way. His poems touch on a number of themes guided by life experiences, awareness, and a sense of imagination. Some of his more recent work has been featured on Odd Magazine, Provenance Journal, Catchwater Magazine, and PoetrySoup's second anthology, PS: It's Still Poetry.