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Featuring poetry, creative writing, cultural comment and miscellanea by Frank Andrew Meintjies
I have been sharing information about my recently released poetry book, A Place to Night In, released by Botsotso Publishing.
The reading of the poems generally sparks discussion on issues of belonging and connectedness – pertinent matters in South Africa.
A Place to Night In has been presented online, on Off The Wall and Red Wheelbarrow Poetry platforms.
The pictures below depict instances where the book was presented:
Frank reading poems at a community event held at the Protea Community Hall. At this event, he made reference to A Place to Night In and where it was obtainable.
The author speaking at The Grail in March 2025. He was introduced by social change activist, researcher and writer Sahra Ryklief.
Of this book, Bheki Pieterson wrote:
"An astounding anthology with a poetic vision that is incisive, textured and big-hearted in its treatment of the intimacies and intricacies that link the past and the present, the personal and the political. The writing is taut and brimming with evocative cadences that recall rites and rights of passage that range from street corners, the whispers of yearning lovers to the bruised but resolute mantras that will activists to insist on a compassionate and equitable world. The poems, in reading, achieve a collective coherence and visceral power because of Meintjies’ mature perspective and his sensuous and lyrical writing."
"I read a poem by a South African poet Frank Meintjies yesterday that gave me a haunting sense of where many of those I taught on Wednesday were at. There were 13 folks listening intently as I shared the hope we have in Christ and how this transforms ones living. All of them HIV/AIDS clients at Masibumbane mission. They were all on my mind when I read this poem. I will just quote it in parts as I don't think it is legit to copy it all:
' on better days/my rainbow is your smile/more frequently, my rainbow bleeds..../my rainbow's sharp edges/cut/as i try to pick it up ... deep patterning/its marks/ on the palm of my heart/my rainbow is a purple bruise/ slowy/sluggishly regaining/the colour of living flesh'