What is Real Stories Gallery?
Real Stories Gallery is a conversation created by our visual arts and stories, to shift perceptions surrounding HIV and AIDS. Today HIV affects the lives of men, women and children on all continents around the world. Artists, poets, writers and storytellers from across the breadth and depth of our communities, will share their experiences, reflections and life-saving knowledge. By working together we will inspire a culture of compassion and acceptance for our neighbours whose lives are affected.
"One of the urgent issues today is the scourge of HIV/AIDS. AIDS is a disease that affects our physical bodies. Yet, it has also been allowed to scourge through our communities through its' cultural stigma. The stigma associated with HIV and AIDS prevents lifesaving information and treatment from reaching those at risk and most in need.
Real Stories Gallery is bringing together a global community of artists and storytellers, to heal our communities - traumatized by this contemporary catastrophe and is thus seeking to dispel the destructive stigma assigned to HIV and AIDS, so millions of lives can be saved.
I urge you to seize the opportunity afforded today by Real Stories Gallery. Through images and stories, let us come together to break the silence of fear and shame surrounding HIV and AIDS. Through such creativity, we can inspire a new culture in which everyone will be free to receive lifesaving HIV prevention and so that all may live freely with dignity and respect."
Dr Vishakha N. Desai (President, Asia Society, U.S.A.)
"We watch carefully the people who inspire us, and listen to the stories they tell us; what we learn from them shapes what we understand, how we feel and how we act in the world."
Professor Philip Goulder (Pediatrician & Research Immunologist, HIV Infection & Immune Control Group, Brasenose College, University of Oxford, U.K.)
"I have watched Real Stories Gallery evolve from the outset - a pure vision encountering huge obstacles, but never wavering. The result is what you see: An inspiration to all of us, a path forward for our hearts and minds (and bodies) and a reminder of how technology is there to fulfill human creativity and meet human needs."
Daniel Ben-Horin (Founder and Co-Ceo TechSoup Global, U.S.A.)
A Humanist Partnership For Social Change: The Arts, Technology, Medicine.
Real Stories Gallery is an online not-for-profit visual arts and storytelling HIV prevention campaign, in partnership with Art For Humanity to support the Desmond Tutu HIV Foundation's Mobile Tutu Tester Community Clinics.
We invite the Creative Arts to contribute an image, inspired by a life affected by HIV/AIDS within their community, or social and professional networks. We invite Creative Writers and Storytellers to contribute their experiences and reflections. We invite those working on the front line of HIV prevention and treatment to share their lifesaving knowledge. We invite the world of technology to help our stories and collective knowledge flow out of and into and between our communities around the world.
Artists and creative writers and storytellers will bring empathy to this global human rights issue, for the scourge of HIV exists within their own communities and amongst their friends and colleagues around the world. The simple act of reaching out and listening to someone's story and then returning to share it with us all on Real Stories Gallery, will allow us all to pause and glimpse - the real person, behind the cruel cultural stereotypes that prevent millions of our neighbours around the world from receiving lifesaving HIV prevention and treatment.
We invite all our visitors to actively participate, through sharing their own stories on Frances' HIV Prevention Storytelling Blog and Luyanda's HIV Prevention Storytelling Blog, and through the telling and re-telling of everyone's stories to spread awareness throughout the depth and breadth of our communities. Visitors will also have the opportunity to buy some of the artworks within the gallery to directly support individual artists and their families, and to make a donation to support the highly effective Desmond Tutu HIV Foundation's Mobile Tutu Tester Community Clinics.
The cause is URGENT. Everyone's health is directly related to the strength of community surrounding us, whether we are well or ill. Today technology has expanded the breadth and depth of our neighbourhoods. Living amongst us there are an estimated 33 million people - men, women and children, who are infected with HIV; and there are millions more of us who are thereby deeply affected (our colleagues, neighbours, friends and families).
Everyone's contribution to Real Stories Gallery will play an important role within this collaborative and community-led conversation. Together we can mobilize and harness humanity's creative capacity to heal and effect social change at the local level. Through the ingenuity of our global technologies, we can support each other, cross-fertilize lifesaving ideas and inspire those much needed ethical values, without which our human dignity and respect for each other would be under threat.
Thank you for joining us today on Real Stories Gallery. The Ujamaa of visual arts and storytelling, the strength of our multi-disciplinary creativity and our shared vision, will begin to shift cultural perceptions of HIV/AIDS and expand access to urgent and lifesaving HIV prevention and treatment. Together we will slow down the rapid spread of HIV within and across our neighbourhoods throughout the world.
Human Rights and HIV
"Let us will ourselves against the pandemic with the same urgency and vigour of our fight against apartheid. If we had artists of the world against apartheid, why can't we have artists of the world against AIDS?"
David Koloane, M.A. (Artist, South Africa).
'It is now absolutely clear that stigma, discrimination and rights violations -- whether focused directly on people with HIV or on particular groups, such as women and girls, men who have sex with men, people who use drugs or trade/sell sex or young people - as well as punitive or misguided policies towards key populations most affected by HIV, are major obstacles to an effective response to HIV.' (XVIII INTERNATIONAL AIDS CONFERENCE, 2010 Vienna Austria).
'At the United Nations High Level Meeting on HIV/AIDS in 2006,
world leaders reaffirmed that "the full realization of all human
rights and fundamental freedoms for all is an essential element in
the global response to the HIV/AIDS pandemic." Yet, 25 years
into the AIDS epidemic, the "essential element" remains the missing
piece in the fight against AIDS... now more than ever, human
rights should occuply the center of the global struggle against HIV
and AIDS' (www.HIVhumanrightsnow.org).
"No one should be excluded from our love, our compassion or our concern because of race or gender, faith or ethnicity--or because of their sexual orientation. Nor should anyone be excluded from health care on any of these grounds. In my country of South Africa, we struggled for years against the evil system of apartheid that divided human beings by racial classification and then denied them fundamental human rights. We knew this was wrong. Thankfully, the world supported us in our struggle for freedom and dignity. It is time to stand up for another wrong."
Emeritus Archbishop Desmond Tutu (Cape Town, South Africa)
"The human voice can never reach the distance that is covered by the still, small voice of conscience" (Mahatma Gandhi).
"Hurt," by Jan Jordaan (Artist, South Africa. Copyright Art For Humanity)
"As a white Afrikaner male, I represent that for which ‘ aparthate' was declared a crime against humanity. It is important for me to facilitate, through that which I know best - printmaking - some sort of insurance against all present day and future, crimes against humanity... I believe the 'vaccine' against HIV /AIDS is found within the Universal Declaration of Human Rights"
Jan Jordaan (Artist; Co-Founder & Director of Art For Humanity; Fine Art Lecturer, D.U.T., Durban, South Africa; Founding Partner of Real Stories Gallery; Recipient of the 2010 "Too Little Too Late" CFAD Art & Media Award, South Africa)
"Tri-age," by Marie-Helen Couvin (Artist, Haiti. Copyright Art For Humanity)
"This painting is about intolerance, beliefs and victimisation. In my native home, Haiti, poverty, hatred and ignorance have turned people to monsters and against their own kind. I made this painting to express my feeling about the madness that exists in ghettos, in the Third World or any places where crimes are perpetrated because of racism, bigotry or any form of intolerance.
I used the hooded image to portray intolerance, ignorance and brutal force. The blue figure in the middle is synonym of religious beliefs and quiet acceptance; also helplessness because crimes are made often in the name of religion. It also represents ancestral culture, identity. The third figure is a powerless victim or a passive witness of crime."
"Stories and narratives help define who we are, and help us understand our world and what it means to be human. And the stories on the magnificent Real Stories Gallery will do all that - but will also have an impact on the world, and help reduce the spread of HIV."
Professor Paul Webley (Director, School of Oriental & African Studies, University of London, U.K.)
"Wear Your Heart On Your Sleeve"
"HOME," by Berry Bickle (Artist, Zimbabwe)
"Bulawayo, I am from Bulawayo, the second city of Zimbabwe. On a return to Home, I found, saw, so many people wearing the black patch of mourning attached to their shirts. I knew what the patch meant and for whom it was worn; a generation decimated by AIDS and parents burying their children. It was with profound grief that I created my images - HOME - for Real Stories Gallery."
Berry Bickle (Artist, Zimbabwe; Partner of Real Stories Gallery).
"Millions of women and children will continue to suffer and die until something changes, starting with the very way we think. There is this beautiful ideology in my country called Ubuntu. It is the ideal that a person is who he/she is because of others. I believe life truly has meaning when you stop only living for yourself and you start living for others as well. Think about all those people who made a difference throughout history. Their lives had and have meaning, simply because their lives have meaning for us today."
Luyanda Zindela (19 year old Fine Art Student, D.U.T., Durban, South Africa).
"People infected with the virus have the human right to become angels, ancestors, legends and heroes whom we remember and praise."
Joseph Madisia (Artist; Director of National Art Gallery, Namibia)
"We cannot forget the people who came before us; the people who put their lives on the line to enter clinical trials and test new medications. The people who marched in protest hoping someone would listen. The people who made it possible for YOU to survive today. All the medications, programs, and support that are available today are because of the hundreds of thousands of people who fought for survival, who stood up for their rights and yours, the people who are no longer with us. Take a moment today and remember those who came before you, for US."
"Remember," by lovinglife101. Copyright http://girllikeme.org/2010/08/30/remember/
"Sometimes it takes as much courage to listen to a story being shared, as it does to tell it."
"These exceptional stories reach out and touch our humanity; creating a special bond. They stir within us a sense of outrage and shame, and a longing for grace and kindness."
Rachel Chapple (Anthropologist, U.K.; Co-Founder of Real Stories Gallery)
"Why Am I Sharing My Story Today?" by Junior Mayema (Law Student, Democratic Republic of Congo - South African refugee).
"I was born on the 30th of July 1987 in Kinshasa, the capital of the Democratic Republic of Congo. I have always really liked the fact my zodiac sign is Leo. What do they say about Leo's? Leos tend to be dignified and strong. Ummm. The thought has always inspired me; and given me the courage to share my story with you today...
I absolutely knew I was GAY when I was fourteen years old. My friends called me "pede" (queer), because I preferred to play with girls and I looked, and felt, effeminate. Although homosexuality is not illegal within my country, it is also, and most certainly, not embraced or welcomed. So... in an attempt to change my mind and my sexual orientation, my family intervened with the punitive practice of 'corrective rape.' To this day I still feel mystified as to how such a ridiculous idea transformed itself into a daily practice and belief within my community.
What I know clearly, though, is that my uncle and my brother's friends never used a condom as they repeatedly raped me, and that their actions left me feeling humiliated, terrified and brutally hurt - physically and psychologically.
Why am I sharing my story today? Because thousands of homosexual, and heterosexual, people have become infected with HIV in my home country, as a direct result of not believing that HIV can be transmitted through anal intercourse. This belief has left me today grieving for too many friends.
HIV is a virus. It does not discriminate between how it enters a human body, nor whose body it enters. Any opening in any body is good enough for this invisible virus.
Be careful my friends - be very careful."
"Heterosexual Anal Sex and HIV"
Compiled by Zoe Duby, Mphil, Doctoral Fellow, Desmond Tutu HIV Foundation & University of Cape Town, June 2010
Unprotected heterosexual sex is the main driver of the HIV epidemic in Africa. The risk of HIV transmission during unprotected anal intercourse is estimated to be as much as 18 times higher than during unprotected vaginal sex. Reasons for heterosexual anal sex are various and include pleasure, adventure-seeking, greater physical intimacy, peer pressure, female submission, contraception, virginity maintenance, menstruation, pregnancy and money. Anal sex is often not considered to be "real sex" and many young girls choose to engage in anal intercourse in order to maintain 'technical virginity' and as a form of contraception. Commercial sex workers receive higher prices for anal intercourse than vaginal intercourse, especially without a condom. Due to a lack of information, people are choosing to practice unprotected anal sex as a form of "safe sex" and evidence shows that condom use for anal sex is universally lower than for penile-vaginal sex.
"Where Are The Cows," by Beverley Samler (Artist, South Africa. Copyright Art For Humanity)
"Looking up," by Finuala Dowling (Poet, South Africa)
Copyright Art For Humanity
The moment before you died
You looked up,
The way all children look up: hopefully.
You were expecting us to come
But we didn't come.
You see --
The economy has been growing at 3.2% per year
Many of our shopping malls have parking for over 1000 cars
Things have been looking up
We've had a lot of new stuff to look after
Of course, when we read how you'd died,
You had three hundred thousand mothers;
You had four hundred thousand fathers.
Yet it's true that the moment before you died,
You looked up, and no one came.
"Impucuko" (IsiXhosa translation)
Umzuzwana phambi kokuba usweleke
Wajonga phezulu
Ngendlela bonke abantwana abajonga ngayo: ngethemba.
Ubulindele okokuba sifike
Kodwa zange sifike.
Uyabona ke --
Uqoqosho lunyuke kakuhle ngonyaka
iivenkile zethu ezinkulu zineendawo zokupaka iimoto
ezingaphezu kwewaka
Izinto ziye zaphucuka
Besinezinto ezininzi ezintsha esinokujonga kuzo
Kaloku, sakuba sifunde indlela obusweleke ngayo
Ubunentlaninge yoomama.
Ubunentlaninge yootata.
Nangona, uthe ngomzuzwana phambi kokuba usweleke
Wajonga phezulu,
Kodwa akwabikho
namnye ufikayo.
"Having Sex With A Virgin Does Not Cure HIV/AIDS," by Rachel Chapple (anthropologist, Co-Founder Real Stories Gallery)
Are You So Afraid Of Dying
You Would Abandon Your Pride,
Shut Your Heart To The Hurt
And Your Mind To The Truth?
Our Daughter, Our Sister, Our Cousin,
She Will Bleed and She Will Tear,
And You,
You Will Remain Infected
By The Knowledge
You Abandoned Your Pride,
Shut Your Heart To The Hurt
And Your Mind To The Truth.
At the Red Cross Children's Hospital, head of trauma, Dr Sebastian van As says that long term physical consequences of sexual assaults in small children include dysuria (pain when a child passes urine which leads to them becoming frightened to urinate), temporary urinary incontinence (urine leaks out), perineal infection (an abscess or wound at the perineum that resists healing) and ecopresis (when they are unable to keep the stool in). In the rape of infants the perineum gets ripped and the vagina and anus become a single wound. "If the rupture extends into the abdomen the children develop peritonitis and die within a day. These children have scar tissue that will ensure they will never have a completely normal sex life. If they give birth, it will have to be a caesarean section."
http://www.speakout.org.za/about/child/child virginrape_myth.html "Virgin Rape Myth," academic paper, Sex and Secrecy Conference 2003. Presenting Author: Charlene Smith
" Ubuntu," by Jan Jordaan (artist, Director of Art For Humanity, Founding Partner of Real Stories Gallery; South Africa)
Young and beautiful
And really, really hurting
We have lost our soul
We are all guilty
In condemning you
Your mother
Your brother
Your father
And you...
Condemning you my sister
Are you not our sister ?
Ubuntu
"My Birthday Wish," by Angela Buckland (artist, South Africa)
Copyright Art For Humanity
"My Birthday Wish" by Kareemah El-Amin (poet, U.S.A.)
Copyright Art For Humanity
He said he doesn't want to die, my hymen for his life
I've saved 100 lives since birth
Between my legs is his salvation
He speaks of love and understanding, piety and grace
With his penis in my face
Gifting me with the sacrament of his unholy communion
I turned nine today
Blow out the candles, and make a wish
"Father, please forgive my sins...
Let me join you before I turn ten"
Zwine Nda Tama Nga Duvha Langa La Mabebo (Tshivenda translation, coordinated by Dr Maria Letsie)
O ri ha todi u fa, vhusidzana hanga ndo vhu vhulungela vhutshilo hawe
Ndo vhulunga matshilo a dana tshe nda bebwa
Vhukati ha milenzhe yanga ndi phuluso yawe
U amba nga ha lufuno na u pfesesa, vhudikumedzeli na tshilidzi
Na vhudzimu hawe khofheni hanga
A tshi mpha tshiga tsha tshilalelo tshivhi
Ndo fara minwaha ya tahe namusi
Ndi dzima makhandela nda bula itsho tshine nda tama
"Khotsi, nkhangwele zwivhi zwanga...
Kha ndi vhe na iwe ndi saathu u fara minwaha ya fumi"
"Ear," by Ebina Tatsuo (Artist, Japan) and Yutaka Hirose (Assistant Artist, Japan).
Copyright Art For Humanity
Our work has been created with characters from different
alphabets that are used somewhere in the world. It is likely that
characters that are foreign to you appear as simply patterns in
black, however each and every character has meaning and a long
history attached to it. It takes so many years of blood, sweat and
tears to reach each character's current form and so many different
characters have disappeared through the ages. When we approached
the work, we realized the characters are the hope to communicate to
others, the will to connect the past, to the future, and of
civilization.
"Human Lesson," by Dai Hirose (poet, Japan)
Copyright Art For Humanity
When I entered the world from the entrance which
is my mother,
The first man to lift and hug me was a heavy bearded
doctor whom I didn't know.
Because I realized that my first hug was not my
mother's,
I cried as soon as I was born.
The human body is not made to give birth alone,
But there is a vague memory in me,
Like a zebra, a cat, a whale, humans used to give
birth alone more easily.
Bodies which are too weak to bear a baby alone,
Maybe that's God's present to us.
It made our existence such that we can't live
without helping each other.
Humans became humans.
So, strain your ears,
You can hear the first cry of a baby from
somewhere in the world.
Born HIV Free. The Global Fund.
Born HIV Free is a campaign by The Global Fund to Fight AIDS, Tuberculosis and Malaria.
How to take part?
The World Is Changed By Individuals. You Are One of Them. The Power of Real Stories Gallery is the power of EVERYONE's professionalism and vision - For all our neighbours to be treated with dignity and respect, and be to freed from stigma, shame and fear, so they may access lifesaving knowledge and treatment. What a wonderful gift we will create for our children and our grandchildren. We will be able to look them in the eye and proudly declare our legacy of freedom to them.
Please visit Call To Artists for our full invitation, and questions & answers.
Please note: It is the responsibility of the person who makes the submission, to ensure that all parties involved (artwork, poem, narrative, personal story, music, video) have given their permission and agree to be identified on Real Stories Gallery. You may change names to protect identities.
You will first need to "Register." You will be sent an email to confirm your registration. Once this is done you will then "Add Your Artwork" to the Gallery, by uploading a photographic image of your work and text in word document form. Poets, creative writers and storytellers will follow the same submissions proceedure. As will those who would like to contribute music or video submissions.
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"Gandhi and the Laptop," by Debanjan Roy (Artist, India), Aicon Gallery, New York/London.
HIV today is a threat to men, women and children on all continents around the world.
"Together our visual documents on Real Stories Gallery, our collective conscience and desire for social justice, will bring about change; a new culture created by ordinary people who share an ordinary vision - that it is possible today for everyone to have access to lifesaving HIV prevention and health care, to live with dignity and respect. As an artist who has experienced astonishing changes within the communities surrounding me, I urge you to reach out and look around you with the empathy and reflection of an artist, and return to share your work with us all on Real Stories Gallery."
David Koloane (Artist, South Africa).
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"Dry Leaf" by Mike Hajimichael, PhD (academic, poet, musician, D.J.; Cyprus).
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© Haji Mike (Durban March 2010)
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In memory of Dry Leaf
Who I never met
He was just a voice
On a Zimbabwe
Sound system cassette
Rocking to the sounds of The Afrikan Kingdom
Chatting on the mic
With knowledge and wisdom
He could have been so much more
But life
Runnings
Sufferation
Took him away
Long before his short time on earth
Long before his dreams could become realities.
"They are all gone now"
Spear said
With a solitary sad look in his eyes
"All my friends, the whole crew passed
Fell ill
The life style took them
Sleeping around
women...
men...
All gone..."
The price of promiscuity froze my spine
Too harsh to put it all into a rhyme
Rocking to the sounds of The Afrikan Kingdom
In memory of Dry Leaf
Who I never met
He was just a voice
On a Zimbabwe
Sound system cassette.
"Camouflage," by Derrick Little (Artist & Poet, U.S.A.)
"I don't know anyone with AIDS. I live in England and not many people have AIDS over here - not in the areas I live or work. I've not met anyone with AIDS unless you count D's brother in New York - that was back in the 80's, he had AIDS - that was before ZZT (I think that's what it's called) the drug people take when they are H.I.V. positive. He died not long after I met him - nice man - that was sad. And there was another woman I met, an English woman living in Zimbabwe, she was HIV positive. She lived in an old bungalow - I went to visit her one day and she took me to the end of her garden to look at a big rock covered with old paintings. I don't know what's happened to her. And now I think of it there is an old man - a friend of some friends of mine, who live up the road, he has AIDS, but otherwise I don't know anyone in London with AIDS. But I have to admit, a few years ago when I met this man - very attractive - one thing led to another - and I thought afterwards I'd better get tested for H.I.V. - I was lucky - you can't see it, that's the thing, that's why I got tested - I thought, anyone might be HIV positive."
Maryclare Foa (Artist, PhD Student, U.K.).
"Lysandros Pitharas Tsanos - a poet," by Mike Hajimichael, PhD (poet, composure, academic, musician, D.J.; Cyprus).
AIDS had grown with me as a student. I can recall a slimming company's advertising campaign going completely down the tubes when the disease established itself in the early 1980's. It sounds so strange to write that phrase ‘established itself'. AIDS was a physical thing, taking away many lives and yet it was also a political construction and discourse of doom, hyped by the then Thatcher government's frightening AIDS adverts. A skeleton of a man sat somewhere, alone on what seemed like an iceberg, isolated and frozen, that was the memory I still have of those pathetic adverts that propagated so much fear and misunderstanding.
"It only hits you though if someone close dies" said an AIDS awareness campaigner, at a meeting I was at in the mid-1980. This had not happened for many of us, so we carried on living, watching documentaries and hearing stories, trying to come to terms with this thing that had somehow taken so many lives.
Lysandros told me he was a poet but felt uneasy about performing live. At the time I was in a band and we were organizing a showcase at The Rocket in Islington, North London. Big venue, Shaka played there every week and we were lucky to get the gig. I talked to Lysandros and he plucked up the courage to do his first ‘gig'. And what a performance. Amidst all the bands and their egos a man steps onto the stage, unannounced, lights up a cigarette and starts reading his poems amidst a cloud of smoke. I can't recall who came up to me with the freaked out question "And who is this guy?" as if to say, who the ---- is this guy. And I said "He is a poet, Lysandros Pitharas."
Lysandros was always pushing the envelope as far as it could go. This quality extended to his poetry and in his last few months in the manner in which he embraced death itself through his writing.
A headstone stands at Highgate Cemetery with these simple lines:
Lysandros Pitharas Tsanos
1960-1992
a poet.That is how I will always remember my friend, on that stage, as a poet......
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H.I.V. or the Human Immunodeficiency Virus
Compiled by Dr Catherine Orrell of the Desmond Tutu HIV Foundation
HIV is the germ that causes HIV infection. Once a person becomes infected with this virus he/she is infected for life. In the long term HIV causes AIDS. AIDS may only develop after many years of being infected with HIV. The HIV is passed from person to person in body fluids. The most likely way to catch the virus is through being exposed to an infected person's sexual fluids during sex... HIV is a common illness that is already part of many households. Anyone may become infected. It is not an illness to be ashamed of and should not need to be kept a secret. If you are HIV positive you should share that knowledge with someone you trust... As time passes people with HIV are able to stay well for longer and longer. This is because we have learnt about the virus and about preventing and treating the opportunistic infections. Living healthily also may delay the onset of illness. Antiretroviral therapy suppresses the virus and allows many years of healthy life.
"If They Tell Me I Am HIV Positive, What will you do then?"
by Rachel Chapple, PhD (Anthropologist; Co-Founder of Real Stories Gallery)
What will I do then?
I shall stand in front of you
And let my fingers
With invisible trembling
Undo the buttons of your shirt.
And when it falls open
I shall lean forward to place,
Within the small of your neck
This kiss.
The kiss that has been filling my lips with longing
Since the day I fell in love with you.
The kiss that I shall carefully place
And re-place
Along the contours of your shoulders
Until,
Pausing for whispered air
My hands, heavy with wanting,
Begin to remove your shirt.
In our closeness
I shall will my fingers forward
So they may touch your body.
Leaving the softness of prints
To claim their future.
And, whilst my guided palms
Come to rest on you,
I shall inhale my awakened breath
As I look into your eyes with nervous smiles
And butterfly heartbeats,
And lean forward once again.
This time,
So my lips may reach so shyly for yours.
That is what I shall do then...
"Jodi ora bole amar H.I.V. hoyeche,
Tokhon tumi ki korbe?"
(Bengali translation)
Ki korbo ami tokhon?
Tomaar saamne ese daaraabo
Aar aamaar kaapa kaapa aangulguli
Tomaar jaamaar botaam aalgaa korbe
Tomaar kholaa golaay ghaare
Aamaar aei chumbon eke debo
Aamaar aei chumbon
Jedin prothom tomaar premay pori
Sedin theke audhir aabege
Aamaar dui thot aupekkha korchilo
Aamaar sei chumbon aami sojotne eke debo
Aabaar ebom aabaaro
Tomaar ghaare er khaje khaje saubkhaane
Aar taarpor ruddho svase
Aamaar dui haat somosto kaamona niye
Tomaar jaamaa dure phele debe
Aamaader aei kaachhe asay
Aamar aangulguli ejiye jaabe
Tomaar sorr sporsa krte
Norom choyaay taader bhobisyot
Daabi korte
Aar jokhon aamaar korotol
Tomaar opor aasray pabe
Aami praanbhore svaas nebo
Tomaar chokhe chokh rekhe
Bhiru hasi niye
Thoro thoro hridoye
Aabaar tomaar dike egiye jabo?
Aar aamaar lajjaaraangaa thot
Chhobe tomaarthot
Aei tobe ami korbo tokhon...
"Mourning Our Future II," by Kim Berman, PhD (Artist, South Africa)
Life-size images of wilted and dying sunflowers, as metaphors of mourning. The giant sunflowers bear witness to the living and mourn the dead. Their heads face the open graves, and their fallen seeds can sprout new life.
"egg head," by Bernedette Muthien (Poet; Co-Founder & Director of Engender; Co-Founder of KhoeSan Women's Circle, South Africa; Partner of Real Stories Gallery)
i am khoe (human)
san (a person)
khoe san (a person thru other people)
i come from
my mother's egg
nestled in her womb
the earth is not round
its shape is of
an egg
in our constellation
planets do not circle the sun
their orbits are
the shape of an ostrich shell
like a sacred full moon
i am fat with wonder
at how we powerful women
have all the eggs
that really matter
i laugh at how we unscramble
all male violences
and make us whole again
to start life's cycles
anew
like the egg
where beginning end inbetween
are all one
"inspired," by Bernedette Muthien (Poet; Co-Founder & Director of Engender; Co-Founder of KhoeSan Women's Circle, South Africa; Partner of Real Stories Gallery)
i want to write
about love
again
love that slaps me
in my tracks
a derailed train
without passengers
or other superfluous
cargo
love that flashes
miniscule silver stars
just before i bleed
like a slaughtered cadaver
fairy dust
in earth's abattoir
like a full moon
too far gone
love between aunt
and niece
mother and
adopted child
elder
and ordinary
the love of neighbours
thru post-op care
breast cervix
slashed & slithered fantasies
love
so different
to the ways i know some want
platters pain
to mimic the torture
in eyes empty
as politician's lies
not what i imagined
before
the fictions of lifetimes
of hatred
which i erase
rubber on charcoal
as nanoseconds to aeons
there's more to lightyears
and enlightenment
like love
can you feel it -
light...love...
everywhere...