The Queens Fortress
Season 1 Episode 8
On August 7th 2018, I was invited for a podcast interview by the poetry duo: Yamoria (Mfumo and Fumane Ntlhabane).
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I was given the lovely opportunity to perform my poetry on-air as well as discuss my journey on becoming a multifaceted writer. Topics regarding my UJ Talk, Eternal Metamorphosis and Footprints 4 Sam were also discussed.
Additional Performances & Mentions
Extra Performances and interviews done throughout the years include:
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Featuring on Black Kids Republic's poetry series, Cover Me (2020)
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Headlining an event by brand and company, NarowBi (2021)
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Performing at Rhythm & Arts Poetry (2021)
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Being interviewed by Yamoria for their new series entitled Sobriety Sessions on their YouTube Channel (2022)
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About the project
"Ma" meaning Mother and "Keba" meaning fortune, health and spirituality - which is of Tanzanian heritage.
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In this collective project, we brought to life the artistry & alchemy of the Black Woman. The Mother of the Universe. The originators of man. The true, living form of God.
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The creative project was expanded through art, film and poetry (which I assisted on).
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Moreover, I was able to support the piece with PR and achieved coverage on iAfrica and Broke Magazine. To find the poem and further information on the project, click the button of your choice below!
SOUL FLOW LONDON
First performance in England
NarowBi: SoundCheck
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I first headlined at NarowBi back in June 2021.
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However, upon securing my career in the United Kingdom, the event company made me headline once more for their music series, SoundCheck - which is a more exclusive and intimate event for Creatives across Johannesburg.
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INWI, Fele, and I headlined this farewell session in September of 2022.
LONDON PERFORMANCES
Since landing in London, I have featured in the following events :
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Headliner for USW - Unleash the Superhero Within (2023)
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Headlining act for First Fridays (2024)
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Feature poet for Soul Sundays (2024)
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Shortlisted and selected performer for Poetry Africa Festival (2024)
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Feature poet for Wisdom Village (2025)
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Open Mic'er for Bring Your Own Bars (BYOB), Writer's Block, Poetry & Me and more. (2022-ongoing)
POETRY BY ME:
PLANTATION
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​We planted seeds today
Pulps filled with different ridges dusted with the earth's breath,
were planted.
Each earthy fetus protected by the palms of their alpha tripped off their fingertips and glided their way into the dimension that lies under our feet.
A dimension where our ancestors whisper in sacred tongues and where the other half of our trees play in the mud.
This, is where our spirits are born.
This, is where your training begins
little one
earthy one
mystic one
This, is where you begin.
Where the trees' veins inquisitively tap on your shell
poke at your lifeless liveliness
Where the ancestors rattle your cage with their hums
Guiding you to taste your own rhythm
This, is where your spirit buds.
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We planted seeds today.
The pulps resting in the dimension below your skin,
below your heart.
A dimension where your thoughts gossip and where your ancestors sleep.
This, is where IT begins
This, is where it breathes
where it sees
gracious one
fleshy one
cosmic one
This, is where we bleed.
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We planted seeds today.
We, planted OUR seeds today
OUR seeds were planted today
we...
WE, were planted...
Today.
SANCTUARY
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​I lay my scalp to rest.
The cushions below it comforting my thoughts and caressing my dreams.
The mattress allowing my guardians and demons to sweep away the dust between my ribs
the webs under my skin.
Home, is where my spirit sleeps.
Where my thoughts become a whimsical fantasy
Where my reality is engulfed within the galaxies
Home, is a place that I cannot see.
A foreign land that feels like my great grandmother's hugs and my mother's cries.
The sphere where my screams match the symphonies that echo through the thick breath of the unknown.
A place where my tears match the rumbles of Kwamata's abode.
A realm where I touch God,
where he kisses my cheeks and reorganises my destiny
through every snooze
every snore.
Home, is where I humbly die and rise.
Home, is where my colourful insides fly.
Home, is the sanctuary between my eyes.
Copyright Mamolefe Molefe
