On behalf of the wRite associates, South African Literary Awards (SALA) and the Africa Century International African Writers Conference, we take this opportunity to tender our heartfelt and humble apologies to the family, friends and comrades of Comrade Nadine Gordimer, who passed away this Sunday past.
Our relationship with Comrade Nadine goes a long and deep way in the development and advancement of these organisations and projects, as well as other avenues in the service of advancing literature and the literary heritage, in particular, and arts and culture in general.
Comrade Nadine’s legacy will continue to shine through in her selfless dedication to, through her literary and political work, the total eradication of oppression and exploitation in every form.
My first introduction to Comrade Nadine was through her writing during my student activist days in the mid-1970s and later when I was serving five years on Robben Island as a political prisoner from 1979 to 1984. Her writing struck me so powerfully as it spoke of the lived experiences of people like me fighting the everyday trauma of the inequities and horror of apartheid. Alongside the writings of Karl Marx, Rosa Luxembourg, SamoraMachel, Fidel Castro, Mariama Ba, Chinua Achebe and countless other revolutionary authors and thinkers, Comrade Nadine’s work occupied a pride of place in the reading and study menu of Robben Island prisoners and activists in the streets of townships, rural villages, exiled freedom fighters, or university lecture halls.
It was after my release from a year-long (1986-1987) State of Emergency detention that I met Comrade Nadine face to face in July 1987 when she and other comrades (Prof Njabulo Ndebele, Achmat Dangor, Andries Oliphant, James Matthews, Gladys Thomas, NiseMalange, Mavis Smallberg, Barbie Schreiner, among others) converged at Wits University to form the once-vibrant but now-defunct Congress of South African Writers (COSAW). She was, and continued to be, a live wire of COSAW until its demise in the late 1990′s. She was always ready to serve, through its regional and national structures, the course of empowering young up-and-coming writers by organizing and taking part in creative writing workshops, encouraging “barefoot publishing,” straddling the country distributing books through what COSAW termed “suitcase” libraries, fundraising, international writer-exchange programmes, interaction with other writers’ organizations on the African Continent and elsewhere. She even put her own money into uplifting an already accomplished musician’s knowledge of reading and writing music and awards to encourage short story writing in African languages.
She was a very rounded person who did not like pigeon-holing people: she considered herself as a writer who happens to be a woman. She detested and disdained the title of a “woman’s writer” and famously declined acceptance of the Orange Prize as it was given only to women writers.
A freedom fighter always looking out for the less-privileged than herself, she was a committed campaigner in PEN International‘s prisoner of conscience committee to support detained writers and journalists.
Comrade Nadine’s brutal honesty and consistency are legendary, from picking a fight with Amiri Baraka on the best socialist route to her shredding you to pieces until you got your writing to a modicum of acceptability, to speaking truth to power at every level, whether you are friend or foe…
I had the privilege, through Comrade Nadine, of getting Nelson Mandela’s endorsement of a book of poetry Richard Bartlett and I were compiling, titled HalalaMadiba–Nelson Mandela In Poetry. It was quite a feat when my wife, Sindiswa, Comrade Nadine and I got an audience with the great Madiba to personally hand the book over to him. Comrade Nadine was very selfless in that and many ways.
As we bid a sad farewell to this gallant fighter, Comrade Nadine,we remember her uncompromising stance in her defense of her political home in the African National Congress.
When it was not fashionable, she reached out to people she may not have seen eye to eye with, including the PAC’s firebrand, the late David Sibeko, whose last stop before he and his family went to exile was Comrade Nadine’s house: she and her late husband, Reinhold Cassirer drove them over the Botswana border.
Always caring and being concerned more about others first before herself, I remember Comrade Nadine reprimanding me most sternly from informing the media about the robbery at her place in 2006, that “there is no story there, Comrade Raks, please don’t comment on it anymore. There are so many people suffering this sort of thing almost daily that should get this kind of media and other attention”.
There is more, so much, to say about this indomitable freedom fighter and fine writer.
As an ardent atheist and socialist, Comrade Nadine disagreed that we “pass on or away”, “to where?” she’d ask. She used to say “people die, end of story!” and “there’s no spirit living after you are dead!”
May your beautiful and forever revolutionary spirit rest in eternal and graceful peace, you, guerrilla of the imagination, Comrade Nadine!
Your spirit lives!
Morakabe Raks Seakhoa is the Managing Director of the wRite associates and Project Director of the Africa Century International African Writers Conference, of which Comrade Nadine was a Patron together with Chinua Achebe, Keorapetse Kgositsile, Hugh Masekela and Wangui wa Goro, and also Project Director of the South African Literary Awards that gave Comrade Nadine Lifetime Achievement Literary Award (2005) and established the Nadine Gordimer Short Story Award (for writing in African languages in South Africa).