Helen Martins

The Owl HouseNieu Bethesda

The Karoo

Athol Fugard, The Road to Mecca

I was wrong to think I could banish darkness, Elsa.

Just as I taught myself how to light candles, and what that means,

I must teach myself how to blow them out ... And what that means

The Owl House

Pilgrimage to the East

This is my world

Met Kerslig na Mekka, Fugard

• Dit is nie waansin nie, Marius. Hulle sê mal mense kan nie onderskei tussen die werklikheid nie. Ek kan. Ek het geleer om geroeste draad in die regte vorms te buig en hoe om bierbottels in n koffie meul fyn te maal om glans aan die mure te kry. My hande sal my dit nooit laat vergeet nie. Hulle sorg dat ek by my volle verstand bly.