Synapse. Antjie Krog

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      we wanted to be with him when he was taken from us

      deep in the night alone and as always without

      disrupting anything light as a prayer whole and humble

      as a feather but while he perhaps delicately etched arrives

      between ancestors and stardust we hesitate awk-

      ward in our concern as ever shy before his

      gentleness his palms on our shoulders through the years

      he restored us calmly with stories

      that he ploughed open family trees that he kept

      in order he was our hold-onto man our maker of

      peace our go-between our thin-skinned antelope heart

      the unnoticed clasp of our family belt

      he’s gone and how loosely we’re drifting already whatever

      we wanted each sorrowful word

      each forgiveness each gesture of love that we wanted

      to offer is too late jesus Pa send something anything

      that says you do feel it: the adamantly unstaunchable

      keelhauling nature of grief

      2.

      after her husband was buried

      great-greatgrandmother Betjie from Middenspruit

      had him dug up again

      and dressed in a different suit

      ‘suddenly I can understand it,’ my mother said

      ‘all I can think about is to dig

      into that mound of earth and

      keep going until I reach your father

      until I reach where he is and

      lift him up by his shoulders

      the irrefutable thereness of him’

      3.

      3 december 1861

      when on that day

      he spread out

      the gold coins

      in payment for the farm

      JH Boshof’s

      little table

      broke

      when after that

      he signed the purchase contract

      laid down the pen

      Paul Johannes Delport

      knew:

      now he was

      a Baas

      4.

      [land] – in brackets untranslatable

      they say that Greatgrandmother Helena Susanna Delport

      owned [ ] all the land between Kroonstad and Renosterspruit

      after her husband died she remained there with two daughters

      one of them my grandmother Anna Elisabeth

      they say she married a middle-aged fellow Hennie Geldenhuys

      [ ] so that the land could be worked [ ]

      they say she was a diabetic [ ]

      and one day she slipped into a coma

      her two daughters came immediately from their respective

      households [ ] to prepare for the worst

      [ ] they say that within a day or two the first ampoule of insulin

      arrived at old Dr Dykman’s consulting room

      straight away he rushed out to the farm on the Kroonstad/

      Viljoenskroon road to test the new cure

      and on the way [ ] [ ] he rode past

      the local attorney on the dusty farm road

      they say immediately after the first injection

      Grandma Lena showed signs of recovery

      when she was shakily drinking some water she asked where the ink

      on her right middle finger had come from

      ‘ask your husband’ they said

      her daughter, my granny, said

      the next morning she went to town to cancel

      the will that made over all the land to Stepgrandfather Hennie

      [ ] [ ] sixteen years later she died [ ]

      Grandpa Hennie had usufruct until his death

      after a year with his new wife [ ] he moved to town [ ]

      he said Grandma Lenie cooks soap in the yard at night they said

      5.

      a story

      we grew up together on the farm, we two were the same

      early in the morning it was still dark then I could see:

      he was waiting by the trees, they were like aloe trees, he was waiting

      then we would play there we shot little birds, we rode the horses

      we would move move down to the stream till the old lady

      with the bonnet came out and called the way Matjama was

      I was the same we ate porridge from one bowl one o’clock

      then Matjama ate from his plate then I ate from my plate

      when he didn’t eat nicely then the old lady brought him outside

      then he sat next to me then we ate together I knew Matjama

      well well like I knew

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