21 February 2019

A DARK POET SPEAKS

A DARK POET SPEAKS 
© Asha Rambally 

     Farouk Asvat's name is evocative, recalling as it does, the great tide of black creativity which swept the world of black art in the seventies.  This period witnessed the birth and burgeoning of the philosophy of black consciousness with its concomitant themes of black pride, black self-definition and self-expression, all of which proved to be highly liberating for black artists.  Discarding the traditions of foreign stultifying disciplines, black artists discovered and developed their own styles and then, drawing their inspiration from the hitherto ignored world of the black experience.  They became the chroniclers of their time and people, not least among them being the poets.

     Asvat comes from that generation of poets.  His recently published anthology, The Time of Our Lives, reflects many of the preoccupations, events and experiences underlying black poetry of the seventies.  There is for instance the shock of Sharpeville graphically retold in his Massacre at Sharpeville:

     Around you stenguns and saracens shift uneasily
     Suddenly your air is filled with fire
     As it burns into your lungs
     And your gut shoots out
     And blood oozes from your eyes … 

     I Remember is an epitaph on the tombs of dead detainees, an ironic reminder that certain attitudes towards deaths in detention have not changed at all since Ahmed Timol's untimely death in 1971:

     I remember
     your fall from the sky-
     blue building of police headquarters
     And I remember too
     the speeding policevan
     braking to a halt
     and the cop carrying the cat
     off the street
     to safety

     Asvat's imagery is stark; some of his poems taut encapsulations of the injustices wreaked on black people.  Fietas, in the following lines, records the heartbreak and pain of forced removals, in this particular instance that of the black community of the once vibrant suburb of Vrededorp in Johannesburg:

     I was vibrant
     With the variety of my lives

     Until you came along
     Drilling holes into my skull
     Smashing windows
     Crunching ribs and sternum
     Heaping the convolutions
     To a desolate landscape.

     Here, what's left
     Quivers to the cry of the muezzin

     The anthology is to a large extent autobiographical, traversing the period of Asvat's growth and development between the years 1970 - 1982.  So we learn of his years as a medical student

     repeating minuities
     upon a rosary
     stuck to one endless groove;

a 'pilgrimage' to Cape Town, a year's 'banishment' to 'Maritzburg, and the 'silenced years' spent under a banning order, so succinctly recorded in Forgotten:

     Now this cursed loneliness is upon me

     I have only
     Blank paper to talk to
     To be filed away
     To gather cobwebs
     Like a sane person
     In an insane institution

     More than anything else, The Time of Our Lives illustrates the inextricable link between the history of the land and the life of the black artist.  Ever-present in Asvat's work, even in the more personal poems, is the grim backdrop of South African politics, which may explain why he is at most times gloomy, a dark poet, so to speak, almost introverted.  The landscapes he draws are bleak and harsh, as in Winter and Withering Under the Azaleas; but there are the occasional splashes of bright colour and vivacity, particularly in the poem penned in Afrikaans.  Las' Bus (the 7 o' clock bus to Lenasia) is a breath of freshness, spilling with ease the camaraderie and spontaneity of black people onto the reader. 

     For the rest, the outlook is grim ... - our lives and times not having changed much over the last decade.  The Gathering of the Fire tells it all:

     But now,
     Quiet, tired, afraid,
     We fumble in the dark
     For the gathering of the fire
     Before the dawn comes
     Cold, the colour of blood


[] acknowledgements:

© Asha Rambally : A Dark Poet Speaks 

published in: The Graphic, Durban, p2, 25.02.1983 
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[§] Books by Farouk Asvat:

Sadness In The House Of Love (novel)
The Gathering Of The Storm (novel)
I Dream In Long Sentences (poetry)
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (poetry)
A Celebration Of Flames (poetry)
The Time Of Our Lives (poetry)
This Masquerade (short stories)
Bra Frooks … (poetry)*
The Paanies Are Coming (short stories)*
In The House Of Love (novel)*
Weapons Of Words (comparative literature & literary criticism)

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