Child on a Swaying Crescent Moon
I am a child swaying on a crescent moon bone
I carry rivers in my body and my soul
Rumblings of memory and history
I feel them in my falcate bones
As I ride the moon to fetch water
In rivers where mermaids of apartheid history reside
Despite all this
I have become a fluid universe
Of my dreams
- Child on a Swaying Crescent Moon
- Pitika Ntuli
- Bone
- Initialed
- 88 x 94 x 38 cm
- ZAR 0.00
