Where once there were twenty-nine San Bushman languages and/or dialects in Southern Africa, few now remain. The loss of these languages results in the loss of their stored oral culture and indigenous knowledge. All that remains are archaeological evidence and rock art, or slim archives recorded by individuals, such as Wilhelm Bleek, Lucy Lloyd and GR von Wielligh, who heard the encroaching language and cultural death knell before it was too late. The contents of this study hang together as in a "e;necklace of springbok ears"e;. The last dancing rattle and necklace has long since crumbled to dust. Yet the binding string serves as a useful metaphor for the literary texts discussed here and their relation to the culture of the First People. The cosmology embedded in the /Xam myths as recorded by Von Wielligh between the Cederberg and the Gariep (or Orange) River seems to share much with contemporary consciousness: in order to survive, humankind needs to recognise the interdependence of all life.

?Where once there were twenty-nine San Bushman languages (and/or dialects) in Southern Africa...few now remain.The loss of these languages results in the loss of their stored oral culture and indigenous knowledge. All that remains are archaeological evidence and rock art, or archives recorded by individuals, such as Wilhelm Bleek, Lucy Lloyd and GR von Wielligh, who heard the encroaching language and cultural death knell before it was too late.?

Issues for Nov. 1957- include section: Accessions. Aanwinste, Sept. 1957-

Many of our moments arrive as gifts wrapped by the creative forces of the world and by the hands of other beings. Reinfred Dziedzorm Addo finds that some of his poetry flourishes in this wrapped-gift realm. He affectionately calls such writings 'dedicadas', things written in dedication or in recognition of another. Serving as Addo's debut publication, The Dedicadas is a chapbook collection of special poems that are dedicated to the forces and beings that inspired them. The offerings here include a euphoric affirmation of the spirit's (re)awakening, a lonely lament about captivity, a celebratory contemplation on letters and words (with a possibly misleading title), and a selection of other dedicadas with their own moods.

Briscoe's grandmother remembered stories about the first white men coming to the Northern Territory. This extraordinary memoir shows us the history of an Aboriginal family who lived under the race laws, practices and policies of Australia in the twentieth century. It tells the story of a people trapped in ideological folly spawned to solve 'the half-caste problem'. It gives life to those generations of Aboriginal people assumed to have no history and whose past labels them only as shadowy figures. Briscoe's enthralling narrative combines his, and his contemporaries, institutional and family life with a high-level career at the heart of the Aboriginal political movement at its most dynamic time. It also documents the road he travelled as a seventeen year old fireman on the South Australia Railways to becoming the first Aboriginal person to achieve a PhD in history.