Musings on R.D Molefe


Last year, in a spurt of patriotism and feeling too removed form my language - Setswana, I went into Botswana Book Centre at the main Mall and bought myself some books. This collection on poems by R.D. Molefe titled Mešomo was one of them. 

It is terrifically thrilling to gnaw on the jewels of this language and study under the deft hands of a seemingly relaxed, yet equally precise, writer.

Here is an offering. I will be putting up a few more of his work before I serve my loaf of Setswana poetry. 

*I happened to buy a Coke from the lady by my house and it turned out that it had my name on it! The universe shared a Coke with me and now I am sharing poetry with you. 

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Mešomo

Maloba, fatshe sa ntse le iketile,
Re ne re disa kwa gare ga dithota,
Tsatsi le phirima re lere dinotshe,
Re tle re tshotse le mae a dikgaka,
Mešomo ya banna ba maabane.
Ba kajeno bona go šongwa dikuku,
Go ratholwe dibotlolo go lelalwe.

R.D. Molefe (Mešomo, 1972. Educum Publishers)

Of all the things in life I need, This I Knead.

Share With Me.

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