Krap uit die see is die tweede bundel van die jong digter Fourie Botha. Soos sy debuutbundel Donkerkamer wat op die kortlys vir die 2013 Ingrid Jonkerprys was, sluit Krap uit die see aan by die debat oor manlikheid, wat sowel geweld, lyflikheid, die vaderfiguur, homo-erotiek en doodgewone huislikheid van twee mans wat saamwoon insluit. Die see is ’n deurlopende motief, die oerbron waaruit alle lewe kruip, in gedigte oor familieverhoudings, die liefde en erotiek. Grense tussen lewe en dood, droom en werklikheid, mens en dier vervloei op surrealistiese wyse.

Colin McAllister was born in 1942 in Sao Paulo, Brazil but has lived in St Andrews since 1955. He was educated at the Abbey School, Fort Augustus and at St Andrews University, where he graduated with MA Honours in Political Economy and Geography. For 28 years he taught Economics and related subjects at Dundee College. He was Captain of The New Golf Club of St Andrews in 1999 and President of St Andrews Burns Club from 2005 to 2007. Golf is his main hobby, but other interests include Scottish history, the Gaelic language, economics and politics, good wine and malt whisky, and foreign travel. He published But Does It Scan? in 2008, Can I Scan? in 2012 and it's Quite Uncanny in 2016 and More than 100 Jokes That Made Me Laugh in 2016.

Sadly, my dear wife Glenda, died on the 6th of February, 2014. Glenda was born In Llanelli, west Wales on the 14th of September. 1939. A happy early childhood was largely unaffected by the war, but at the age of eleven she contracted tuberculosis and spent virtually all of her secondary school years in hospital. At least this gave her the opportunity to read voraciously and widely and she later completed her formal education, ultimately achieving a first class honours degree in English Literature from The University of Wales. Cardiff. Glenda went on to enjoy a successful teaching career in Penarth and served as a magistrate in Barry, South Wales. Shortly after her retirement Glenda was diagnosed as suffering from Parkinsona s Disease, but just as tuberculosis provided her with the opportunity to read, so Parkinsona s gave her the impetus to write and publish her work, initially to raise funds for Parkinsona s UK and the Motor Neurone Disease Association. Glenda continued to write poetry until the week before she died. She had no desire to ever profit from her work, but I should be grateful if you, the reader, would like to make a donation in her memory to one of the following organisations, to aid them in their research.

Uit stof, ster, planete word daar poësie gemaak. Die digter verken die geskape Univers met fyn aanvoeling en vernuf. Hier is ’n poëtiese fisikus op sy allerbeste.

Hennie Smith se aanleg vir wiskunde en wetenskap het hom tot ’n doktorsgraad in fisika geneem en ’n suksesvolle navorsingsloopbaan in Suid-Afrika en Frankryk. Sy aanvoeling vir poësie het hom egter deurgaans besiel en hy het telkens woorde gevind om emosiebelaaide insigte in verse neer te pen. Die fisika en kosmologie word vir hom ’n teleskoop om van die einders van die kosmos in te kyk op die binneruimte van menslike emosie.

Hier is van die kragtigste gedigte in Afrikaans wat die leser as ’n gedagtegolf tref en met nuwe denke oor die poësie laat. Die intense gedigte oor die roering en spanning tussen die manlike en vroulike het ook ’n kosmiese inslag wanneer hy soos Goethe in sy Faust ervaar dat die ewig vroulike hom motiveer en die volheid van die syn laat beleef. ’n Aantal verse reik uit na die grense van religie en filosofie.

Hier is ’n bundel wat die grense van dig-denke roer en verbreed.

In this anthology which has been revised and expanded aiming to provide a comprehensive coverage of the poetry from the Caribbean region, there are 160 poems representing the work of over 50 poets. The first part includes many of the major landmarks in Caribbean poetry, whilst the second part covers some of the less established poets.

In dié vertaling van Alfred Schaffer se bekroonde Nederlandse bundel, Mens dier ding, ondersoek die digter die mite van Sjaka Zulu deur dagboekinskrywings, monoloë, briewe en dagdrome. Die mites rondom Shaka se geskiedenis word op die kop gedraai en ondermyn. ’n Poëtiese kragtoer, vertaal deur Zandra Bezuidenhout.

Ruth Ingram was a psychiatric Social Worker and subsequently a lecturer in mental health and group dynamics at Southampton University and subsequently the University of the South Bank. She did a part-time course in screen printing, textiles and embroidery, and for many years exhibited textiles in various small galleries together with colleagues, and subsequently in her own home in support of Greenpeace and Oxfam. Concurrently she attended the Poetry School London for several years . Her translations from German poetry have been published by Modern Poetry in Translation, the Fenland Reed, Kites, and Hearing Eye. She organizes a translation workshop in her own home (translating from French and German) on a bi-monthly basis which has been running for 15 years. There is no fee, but prospective members are asked too submit 3 or 4 poems in their translation from either French or German. The group has produced two anthologies: a Over the Watera and a Across Frontiersa both available from the Poetry Library at the South Bank London.

In early June 1943, James Eric Swift, a pilot with the 83rd Squadron of the Royal Air Force, boarded his Lancaster bomber for a night raid on Munster and disappeared. Widespread aerial bombardment was to the Second World War what the trenches were to the First: a shocking and new form of warfare, wretched and unexpected, and carried out at a terrible scale of loss. Just as the trenches produced the most remarkable poetry of the First World War, so too did the bombing campaigns foster a haunting set of poems during the Second.
In researching the life of his grandfather, Daniel Swift became engrossed with the connections between air war and poetry. Ostensibly a narrative of the author's search for his lost grandfather through military and civilian archives and in interviews conducted in the Netherlands, Germany, and England, "Bomber County" is also an examination of the relationship between the bombing campaigns of the Second World War and poetry, an investigation into the experience of bombing and being bombed, and a powerful reckoning with the morals and literature of a vanished moment.

Introduction Between 2008 and 2010, both my wife Linda and I received treatment for cancer. The care we received at Addenbrookes Hospital was incredible and we were both able to recover and return to work and a full life. Linda had already been retired for a few years when I decided that it was the right time for me to finish full time work in August 2015. We agreed that, whilst we had all sorts of ideas for activity and adventure in retirement, a wonderful way to start this new stage of our lives would be to go on a retreat to Lindisfarne. In early September, therefore, we did just that - an extraordinary week in which we both felt uplifted and assured of God's presence and leading, whatever the future might hold. Within three weeks of that amazing time, Linda knew that all was not well with her health and after a period of two months, following many tests, scans and consultations, she was given the devastating news that her cancer had returned, was widespread and that only palliative care was in prospect, the last days of which were provided with love and thoughtfulness by staff at the local Sue Ryder hospice. Linda died on 14th April 2016. For me the world had suddenly come crashing down. In my mind, it was as though this exquisite vase, which was our love and shared life together, had shattered into a myriad tiny pieces. This was not the retirement I had imagined or hoped for. For four months I thrashed around, travelling to places we loved, walking miles and miles, mostly alone though sometimes in company, trying to grasp some of the fragments of that vase and to hold on to pieces of the past, afraid that everything was slipping away, for ever; trying to find any meaning at all in what had happened. v Then, in August, the writing started. I had kept a sort of diary/journal during the last few months of Linda's life, firstly to help keep track of her medication and her responses, and increasingly reflecting my own feelings. But the writings, poetry and prose, which began to flow in the August of 2016, were different. This was compulsive - I hardly seemed to have any control over when or how it was written - I simply had to write. Over the months, I began to love the writing as it expressed my deepest heartfelt pain and also brought relief and a measure of healing, if only for a moment. The pages that follow in this anthology are a selection from those months, spread over a year and a half. I have been encouraged to share them by friends, who felt they may have something to say for others, and who also affirmed my own sense that, as a body, the writings represented a "new vase", different from the original one of our marriage and life together, and with a fierce beauty of its own. One friend assured me that this new vase would, one day, be filled with wonderful things and to that hope, a sure hope, I cling. My prayer is that any who read these pages may find something that affords a degree of recognition and, perhaps paradoxically, comfort. I offer them as a gift, as they were to me. Most of all, I hope that the reader will find, as I have, that through the pain of loss and grief, blessings are there to be found if we ourselves can find the courage to lift our heads. In that act of will, reaching out with open hands to receive the love that is waiting out there, we will also find that we too still have love to give and, through that giving, life returns. Paul Middleton January 2018

First ever standalone edition of one of J.R.R. Tolkien's most important poetic dramas, that explores timely themes such as the nature of heroism and chivalry during war, and which features unpublished and never-before-seen texts and drafts. In 991 AD, vikings attacked an Anglo-Saxon defence-force led by their duke, Beorhtnoth, resulting in brutal fighting along the banks of the river Blackwater, near Maldon in Essex. The attack is widely considered one of the defining conflicts of tenth-century England, due to it being immortalised in the poem, The Battle of Maldon. Written shortly after the battle, the poem now survives only as a 325-line fragment, but its value to today is incalculable, not just as an heroic tale but in vividly expressing the lost language of our ancestors and celebrating ideals of loyalty and friendship. J.R.R. Tolkien considered The Battle of Maldon 'the last surviving fragment of ancient English heroic minstrelsy'. It would inspire him to compose, during the 1930s, his own dramatic verse-dialogue, The Homecoming of Beorhtnoth Beorhthelm's Son, which imagines the aftermath of the great battle when two of Beorhtnoth's retainers come to retrieve their duke's body. Leading Tolkien scholar, Peter Grybauskas, presents for the very first time J.R.R. Tolkien's own prose translation of The Battle of Maldon together with the definitive treatment of The Homecoming of Beorhtnoth and its accompanying essays; also included and never before published is Tolkien's bravura lecture, 'The Tradition of Versification in Old English', a wide-ranging essay on the nature of poetic tradition. Illuminated with insightful notes and commentary, he has produced a definitive critical edition of these works, and argues compellingly that, Beowulf excepted, The Battle of Maldon may well have been 'the Old English poem that most influenced Tolkien's fiction', most dramatically within the pages of The Lord of the Rings.

The History of Intimacy is the fourth collection by award-winning poet Gabeba Baderoon. These poems render various intimacies and private hurts with eloquence and tenderness: the lost innocence of a child, a loved one in an ambulance, young passion across a man-made divide, a mother visiting her son in jail, elegies to an admired musician, mentor and poet, and the reverberations of past injustices in District Six, the Cape Flats and Hangklip.

A stunning collection of poems from one of the most revered rap artists in the world, Tupac Shakur, now the subject of the major motion picture, All Eyez On Me. His talent was unbounded, a raw force that commanded attention and respect. His death was tragic - a violent homage to the power of his voice. His legacy is indomitable - remaining vibrant and alive. Here now, are Tupac Shukar's most honest and intimate thoughts conveyed through the pure art of poetry - a mirror into his enigmatic life and its many contradictions. Written in his own hand at the age of nineteen, they embrace his spirit, his energy and his ultimate message of hope. These poems, which Tupac wrote from the heart, will encourage people to take the first steps necessary to see his literary importance, as well as have us acknowledge the life struggles of black men. There is no better way to get inside the mind of an artist than to examine his artistic expressions: sharing his sensitivity, insight, revolutionary mind, fears, passions, and sense of humour, Tupac's stature and recognition as a rapper is clear and unequivocal. THE ROSE THAT GREW FROM CONCRETE now also confirms his place amongst the best writers and poets of his generation.

Colleen Higgs launched Modjaji Books, the first publishing house for southern African women writers, in 2007. Her first collection of poetry, Halfborn Woman, was published in 2004. She lives in Cape Town with her partner and her daughter.

Hierdie bundel gedigte is gepubliseer by geleentheid van Barend Toerien se tagtigste verjaarsdag op 29 Maart 2001.

Dated 1909, a dialogue took place between a man and his lord, stretching beyond the imaginations of all, superseding the works of man Allama Iqbal raises a series of complaints titles Shikwa. The East was swept back in astonishment as the controversy had begun. Little did they know that where there is a complaint surely a response will follow and it sure did. 1913 was the year the Allama Iqbal reclaimed his lost glory with the response publication of Jawaab-e-Shikwa. It was claimed a 'masterpiece'. It would be unjust not to translate it to relay such a classical piece of work of Iqbal's