African Horsemen (with poem)

Comes A Horseman… – Poem by John F. McCullagh “Short is our tenure on this beautiful Earth. As brief as the grass In winter’s cold breath. Death, the implacable foe, Bids us yield. Faith is our Armor, our blocker, our shield. Denial, our method of avoiding the shroud. When Donne is not done, Death be …

In the Twilight Zone

Half light let me associate this Weekly Photo Challenge with Twilight. And this is my impression after reading the poem of  African poet Unathi Slasha Like Nxele, the Nguni cows are never coming back Their kraal has been razed to the ground As long as the royal sceptre is clinched in the right hand of …

Drinking as the Gods

Within some months a Meadery will open its doors in our village Stanford, South Africa. That’s where one can drink the Drink of the Gods. Mead is known from ancient mythology but also authors as J.R.R. Tolkien describe the use of this millenniums old ‘beverage’. Nigel Borrington is an Irish photographer who like to add Irish poems …

Portrait of a Hottentots God

This nice poem about the Hottentots God inspired me last week to picture one but than if you search it takes long so I took my chance and did the search like a Capetonian (very, very, laid back) and yes it worked (this time….). The insect suddenly landed on my hand and I had to …