In 1998 the Northern Examination and Assessment Board selected the poem 'Nothing's Changed' by the South African writer Tatamkhulu Afrika as the last of its ten Poems from Other Cultures and Traditions. Published in the NEAB Anthology (1998), 'Nothing's Changed' became a favourite at GCSE ...
Crossing ‘other cultures’? Reading Tatamkhulu Afrika’s ‘Nothing’s Changed’ in the NEABdoi:10.1111/17548845.2015.11912530GCSEreadingSouth AfricaTatamkhulu AfrikaNEAB AnthologymulticulturalismIn 1998 the Northern Examination and Assessment Board selected the poem ‘Nothing’s Changed’ by the South ...
Astonished that they're having exactly "the same dream again," they're also surprised that their feelings about that dream haven't changed. The dream is "strangely not more sad than then": it was sad when they first dreamed it and it's exactly as sad now. Their unchanged feelings ...
1. (often with about) to have or form ideas in one's mind. Can babies think?; I was thinking about my mother.pensar2. to have or form opinions in one's mind; to believe. He thinks (that) the world is flat; What do you think of his poem?; What...
Christ changed before our eyes Hearing the voice of God Told he was God’s own son as we had hoped before told to listen to his words to follow his heavenly call Coming down from the mountaintop the fulfillment, his destiny more urgent than before ...
today I changed the dead light bulbs and it’s helping me see everything more clearly. Bright white light floods into hidden corners shadows recede like defeated trolls I can see what I have let happen slowly bit by bit in the creeping darkness ...
In: my poem 1 Comment 8/7/2012 你要如何虚而不假 流露无悔的眼神 你要如何原谅青春 离别流浪的旅人 我要如何写下愚蠢 凝视彼时的永恒 我要如何容忍时光 等待在这里回温 此时,泯灭的目光 总在,城里的夜海 无声,隐藏, 而我,而你 不停的,奋力的 无悔地,容忍着。学习...
What remains is in the throes of reinvention; it's the Wild West, full of possibility, potential, somewhat lawless. The Internet, self-publishing, e-readers and amazon are just four of the factors that changed publishing, forever. Ditto, the other world in which I swim professionally: ...
Poem I'm a little rabbit, hopping with glee, Reviewing the changes, as simple as can be. No bugs to squash, no errors to find, Just a cheerful comment and a peaceful mind. Hop on, hop on, through the code sublime! 🐇✨
I did two things. I set an ant back out on its home ground and I wrote a poem. And of course, I did also a third thing, the same thing all of us, soon nationally, globally, were being asked to do: agreed to do nothing; agreed to solitude and to living through what was happ...