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Five thousand petals (Photo: Faye Sarras)

Five thousand petals protrude
From rich retreats of history
Absorbed the painful interludes
Dormant in her memory
Aquatic gardens centuries hold
Love beginning never ending
Feelings swim both young and old
Injured life forever mending.

Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..