Saturday, April 29, 2017

A short story, Cosmo's Return

I've been engaging in short story writing. My short story, Cosmo's Return, was published in the magazine Itch. The magazine is linked to Wits University and "is an online periodical for experimental creative work by emerging and established writers and artists working in a wide variety of media".

Read the story at:

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Children's story: Outsiders

Thanks again to the Fundza initiative which features my children's story entitled Outsiders: 

Each story is edited before being published on the mobi site. Fundza also adds questions after each chapter to enhance readers' engagement with the story. 

Frank Meintjies

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Kids' story: 'The ... African Pot'

This story, which I submitted to Fundza in 2016, is featured on the Fundza mobi site: .

The site "delivers exciting reading content to young people via their mobile phones".

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Pathways to love

finding the arteries to love
we search within 
we make bold or tentative steps
our hands are willows, are embracing limbs
our necks are vases, earthen & well baked
our words
small blossoms, bursting forth

finding the routes to love
we give fragments of our souls
we accept parts 
never revealed before
we sob, we laugh, we rage, we touch tranquility

labyrinth's of pain & truth
labours of pain & love
with all the platelets, coagulations, smears
coated in red

in moment's of gratitude
along slivers of time 
when we are fully present
we find the rivers
to love

(Dec 2015)

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Connie Ngcaba's life story highlights grassroots contribution to anti-apartheid struggle

In May I Have This Dance, Connie Ngcaba tells the story of how she navigated apartheid in the Eastern Cape during those bitter years. Displaying remarkable grit, she overcame obstacles to find her place in the nursing profession and helped stoke  through her day to day responses to oppression  the broader waves of resistance.

See my review of May I Have This Dance here.

Thursday, October 6, 2016


the languid lion lifts his mane
tattoo-like scars on forelimbs & face
the aftermath of many scraps, once to the edge
of life; a gaze, easy-like-

on river pool
where buffalo family swallows gallons
& robins & kingfishers swirl
slicing air

calf wanders unseen
in the direction
of the pulsing camouflage
coming oh-so-close 
open nostrils & small cloud of flies
slowly, an urge to strike, 
to brush aside inertia, rising
in the belly
of the stiff-limbed one
then, quickly
buffalo mum, eye now turned eagle, canters
out of water; with
guiding horns
she gathers & sweeps the toddler away

our languid giant
has no appetite
for bruising blood-letting bash with
hardened spikes - horns remembered
all too well
from other sundays
in the highveld sun 


Sketches - Frank Meintjies

Friday, September 2, 2016

Poem in Afrikaans

Although not Afrikaans-speaking, I have sometimes used Afrikaans in my creative work. I had forgotten about this poem, which was probably written in 1988 and published in Spark in 1989. 

Read it here: