South African poet and poetry critic, Fiona Zerbst, is well-placed to reflect on the state of SA verse.
Here she casts her sensitive eye over four recent collections of poetry in The Sunday Independent, finding merit in each. Stephen Watson (The Light Echo), Immanuel Suttner (Hidden and Revealed), Mark Espin (Falling from Sleep) and Mike Alfred (Poetic License), Botsotso) can all be well pleased with their latest carrots:
A slew of poetry volumes published last year shows that poetry prevails in South Africa despite the vagaries of the economy. This is heartening. Most of this poetry is good, some even excellent, showing that South Africans are taking stock of our changing history with intelligence and, in some instances, wit and irony.
The four volumes I have chosen to review reflect a diversity of tone and theme, but all claim for themselves a confidence, a conviction, with regard to their visions.