Poem: Miss Mokgadi

 

She as a she sped first to each line,

only later trailed by rumbling doubts

on her right to speed; previously known

as from there and now this,

they aren’t yet a ‘they’

though it might be polite

to use that pronoun in light

of the duelling Caster debate.

 

 

Neither a Budd nor a Johnson is she.

Such terms of reference are unseemly

and slight, but labels, titles,

ultimate arbiters, mean greatness and glory –

at a time of debate – on the merits of might,

for instead of her fight for podium places, lab

tests define the chances of gold. Beakers

and pipettes fuel Clarence McClung‘s run 

in a fact-based gendered marathon.

 

 

 

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