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Notes Of Contributors, Notes On Editorial Advisors, Anna Rutherford
Notes Of Contributors, Notes On Editorial Advisors, Anna Rutherford
Kunapipi
Notes of Contributors, Notes on Editorial Advisors
'Waiting For The Rescue': A Discussion Of Margaret Atwood's Bodily Harm, Dorothy Jones
'Waiting For The Rescue': A Discussion Of Margaret Atwood's Bodily Harm, Dorothy Jones
Kunapipi
That's your hand sticking out of the rubble. I touch it, you're still living; to have this happen I would give anything, to keep you alive with me despite the wreckage.
Book Reviews And Conference Papers
Interview, Anita Desai
Interview, Anita Desai
Kunapipi
Kirsten Hoist Petersen interviewed Anita Desai in India in July, 1984.
Boy And Aeroplane In A London Park, Cherry Clayton
Boy And Aeroplane In A London Park, Cherry Clayton
Kunapipi
We never had much luck with kites. Caught in balls of string or tugging briefly against the hand only to fall like dead birds and cling to earth their tendency to come to ground became a symbol of all we had sought in each other and never found.
Mamlambo, Bheki Maseko
Mamlambo, Bheki Maseko
Kunapipi
Mamlambo is a kind of snake that brings fortune to anyone who accommodates it. One's money or livestock multiplies incredibly. This snake is available from traditional doctors who provide instructions regarding its exploitation. Certain necessities are to be sacrificed in order to maintain it. Sometimes you may have to sacrifice your own children, or go without a car or clothes. It all depends on the instructions of the doctor concerned.
Interview, Njabulu Ndebele
Interview, Njabulu Ndebele
Kunapipi
Kirsten Hoist Petersen interviewed Njabulu Ndebele at the African Writers' Conference in London in November, 1984.
History, Society And Heroism In The Nigerian War Novel, Chidi Amuta
History, Society And Heroism In The Nigerian War Novel, Chidi Amuta
Kunapipi
A common denominator in the criticism of modern African literature would appear to be the recognition of the essentially historical orientation of the literature itself. This is in the sense that the vast majority of significant African writers are, in various ways and to varying degrees, preoccupied with a creative interrogation of the African experience, especially since the contact with the West. But critical discourse of African literature, if it is to acquire the identity of a rigorous discipline, must begin to address itself to the rather crucial relationship between the socio-historical determinants of the literature in question and the …
Armah's Women, Sara Chetin
Armah's Women, Sara Chetin
Kunapipi
Despite the increasing interest in African women writers' concepts of femaleness, few critics have examined how male writers have portrayed females or have questioned what the implications of these portrayals suggest. It seems apparent that a large number of African women writers have been motivated to present a female perspective somewhat as a response to the various male writers' distortions concerning femaleness. Whether these distortions reflect a conscious attempt to uphold the traditional view of African women's subordinate status in society or whether they merely indicate a lack of awareness of the female point of view is irrelevant. What is …
First Things First: Problems Of A Feminist Approach To African Literature, Kirsten Holst Petersen
First Things First: Problems Of A Feminist Approach To African Literature, Kirsten Holst Petersen
Kunapipi
In the autumn of 1981 I went to a conference in Mainz. The theme of the conference was 'The Role of Women in Africa'; it was a traditional academic conference and proceeded in an orderly fashion with papers on various aspects of the subject and not too much discussion until the last day of the conference when a group of young German feminists had been invited to participate. They dismissed the professor who up until then had chaired the session (he was a man), installed a very articulate student as chairwoman, and proceeded to turn the meeting into a series …
South Australian Poems, Richard Kelly Tipping
South Australian Poems, Richard Kelly Tipping
Kunapipi
Port Julia, Rapid Bay, Gliding near Gawler, Cape Jervis, Wild hops, the Flinders Ranges and Hackney
Two Step For Jim Lee, Geoff Page
Two Step For Jim Lee, Geoff Page
Kunapipi
First year out as teachers say first year in a wild west high where kids fired bobby pins not pellets first year out in wood and fibro a bachelors' house with divorcee who wore always af failed kimono and had an 'understanding' with her gentleman SP
For Better, Or For Worse, Mimi Reiner
For Better, Or For Worse, Mimi Reiner
Kunapipi
'I'll get rid of 'er yet,' Henry sneered boastfully. 'Mark my words! She will leave the house of 'er own accord.' Streaky stood beside him not knowing how to react to Henry's vengeful mood, and finally nodded his head, musing over his glass on the counter. 'Yes,' he murmured blearily, 'these women'll send us to our grave,' guessing that such a philosophy would please Henry's ear. And it did; his face became quite red with the excited recollection of his last dreadful encounter with Eva.
Firstborn, Katherine Gallagher
Firstborn, Katherine Gallagher
Kunapipi
For years I dreamt you my lost child, a face unpromised. I gathered you in, gambling, making maps over your head. You were the beginning of a wish and when I finally held you, like some mother-cat I looked you over my dozy lone-travefler set down at last.
First Love, Diana Sampey
First Love, Diana Sampey
Kunapipi
Emma put the lilies down on the gravestone. Pale-edged on the bulletcoloured slabs, they lay there, momentary fragile offerings. She stepped back with some satisfaction. Lilies for the dead. The creamy, magnolia-tipped curls of the lilies, with their hard bright stamens, were fitting. J u g lilies, of course. Years ago, when she was a child, her mother had discovered that jug lilies meant death, and she had thrown them all out of the house, tipping out the tall vases, so that the white and gold lilies shot arching into the long grass. Then she had rooted them out of …
The Paradise Tram, Bruce Clunies Ross
The Paradise Tram, Bruce Clunies Ross
Kunapipi
The Paradise tram left from the Boer War monument outside the gates of Government House in Adelaide on the long route through the northeastern suburbs to the foot of Black Hill, where the River Torrens breaks out of its gorge in the Mount Lofty Ranges into the Adelaide Plain. At the terminus the maroon drop-centre trams changed tracks and waited by a stand of gum trees, through which the sun slanted across the blue-stone walls of an early settlement and the newer brick and sandstone facades of double-fronted bungalows with scalloped verandah walls, decorative renderings of stucco or pebble-dash and …
Kunapipi 6 (3) 1984, Contents, Editorial, Anna Rutherford
Kunapipi 6 (3) 1984, Contents, Editorial, Anna Rutherford
Kunapipi
Contents and Editorial
Book Reviews, Notes On Contributors, Notes On Editorial Advisors, Anna Rutherford
Book Reviews, Notes On Contributors, Notes On Editorial Advisors, Anna Rutherford
Kunapipi
Book Reviews, Notes on Contributors, Notes on Editorial Advisors
Culturally Derived Motifs And Symbols As Structural Features In Es'kia Mphahlele's Chirundu, Joyce Johnson
Culturally Derived Motifs And Symbols As Structural Features In Es'kia Mphahlele's Chirundu, Joyce Johnson
Kunapipi
The story of Chirundu is set in an independent Central African territory. Various geographical and historical references in the novel identify this territory as Zambia. In Chirundu Mphahlele is primarily concerned with the nature of political power in ex-colonial Africa and the problem of adapting traditional cultures to modern social structures. The personal relationships of the main characters represent situations and relationships which exist between various groups in the society. Mphahlele examines the choices for the individual and the society as a whole, operating as they do between African and Western institutions. Social relationships, in this context, Mphahlele shows, become …
Seed Music, David Kerr
Seed Music, David Kerr
Kunapipi
In this country of seeds where shrubs flick burrs moist-clinging to shirt and ankles; where guavas pomegranates grenadillas squirt juice on the palate and garrulous crones warn of excess seeds which lodged in the belly sprout trees thorns and flamboyant fruit; where village mothers who with regular pestle splats pulverize nuts and daily maize, lampoon in panting throaty songs their too mean, too horny or recalcitrant men, seed cycle's music offers little relief; hardships of belly and womb are also percussive.
Drought, Chingoli Changa
Drought, Chingoli Changa
Kunapipi
Dry leaves are fallen, naked trees stand bereaved; dawn has quietly receded into earth's passive night, there to await millennium.
In Heaven And Hell, J.O.J. Nwachukwu-Agbada
In Heaven And Hell, J.O.J. Nwachukwu-Agbada
Kunapipi
Of all the priceless provisions in Heaven Fire is foreign, Though food is free. But in cold harmattan Shall the household of Heaven Take a trip to Hell?
Poems, Idi Bukar
Delos Of A Sun God's Race Or Mammon's Desmesne: Katharine Susannah Prichard's Austraha, Ric Throssell
Delos Of A Sun God's Race Or Mammon's Desmesne: Katharine Susannah Prichard's Austraha, Ric Throssell
Kunapipi
Last sea-thing dredged by sailor Time from Space Are you a drift Sargasso, where the West Halcyon calm rebuilds her fatal nest? A new Desmesne for Mammon to infest? Or lurks millennial Eden 'neath your face.
My Mother's Anzacs, Vincent Buckley
My Mother's Anzacs, Vincent Buckley
Kunapipi
Take your pick: the roan in the moody paddock year after bloody year, and the dawdling cows, or the grand tour, the Pyramids, the Last Post, the smack and harness sounds of rifles,
The Brownness, Mark O'Connor
The Brownness, Mark O'Connor
Kunapipi
A pine-sapling starts out green as the scrub it replaces. After ten years the brown begins. Just a fox-tail of dry needles in a lower fork. Then it spreads to the armpits of shaded boughs. The pine tips swagger up into the daylight, a wedge of tall spears all shaking their tips at each other competitive, vaunting and climbing oipinus erectus\ much waving no growth, it seems at first. But month by month it stretches, strangling grasses below in this first tide of the great extermination.
Should I Fall And Fail To Rise, Andrew Lansdown
Should I Fall And Fail To Rise, Andrew Lansdown
Kunapipi
Early in the morning, before the wind takes up its broom, you can see where claws have carved cuneiform runes into the curve and crest of the dunes
Yet Once More, Michael Wilding
Yet Once More, Michael Wilding
Kunapipi
Wendel phones to ask if I want to have a drink and meet his girl friend from the West. I am just about to continue reading The Pursuit of the Millennium, but Wendel hasn't phoned me to have a drink for five years. For eighteen months there has been a sHght demilitarization, a slow process, with cautious surveillance. So of course I will go and have a drink because in these bad times it is good to hold on to the sustaining things again. It is not that I think we have waited so many millennia for the millennium that …
A Bowl Of Winter Daffodils, John Barnie
A Bowl Of Winter Daffodils, John Barnie
Kunapipi
My flighty girls Ungainly reaching up on
The Outcast, Basil George
The Outcast, Basil George
Kunapipi
The dawn's pale light edges out the darkness of the barn creeps into every corner uncovers the curled figure embedded in the hay