You realized it was a video showing a bombing followed by a brief lecture explaining the conflict in Syria and why suicide bombing was permissible in Islam.
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When we invited writers for this Issue, submissions of any theme or genre were welcomed, but especially so for works that explore the concept of journeys through the lenses of travels and tours―what it means to travel, to seek out new places. To write a story or a poem or an essay, writes Garth Greenwell, is to make a claim about what we find beautiful, about what moves us, to reveal a vision of the world, which the writers in this Issue have done with their work.
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I’m pleased to say that it felt like home journeying to the birth of this book. Of course home is where the “art” is. This chapbook contains 20 poems scribed from the very core of my heart.
“Dancing With The Tides” sends a message or talks about the need to being in equilibrium with the happenings in the world and not to be too attached to one specifically.
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Abebi
Cries of a baby
Tears of Iya Abebi
Evil some people call life
Isn’t it darkness that brought her to life?
At birth she takes a sweet full
Colostrum it is called
Nigeria, I call Abebi
Iya, I call her forefathers
Abebi did not grow like others
When a father drinks the milk,
of the child
Doesn’t the child’s belly get bigger?
Abebi did not take in
Enough milk while growing,
even though, filled with milk and honey
Abebi is now weaned on garri
You realized it was a video showing a bombing followed by a brief lecture explaining the conflict in Syria and why suicide bombing was permissible in Islam.
Writers celebrate wins almost every day but notably this month will witness the Quramo Prize winner. These moments are important to the African Storytelling and writing. We are set to witness and applaud these emerging stars. The Quramo Writers’ Prize is an African...
How do you tell the story
of a boy lost in Lagos?
Say in love; say gay;
crushing the city into crystals
evenly decorated with hate.
I am happy to announce that Cassava Republic Press has acquired the rights to publish my books, Season of Crimson Blossoms and The Whispering Trees in Nigeria. Copies
I had asked him to, as a birthday gift to both of us. He was 17 and didn’t quite know what to do because it was his first time, he took my virginity.
Giving your book a title is just like a naming ceremony. It’s like imprinting your soul on the baby. At that point when you give your book a title, you have personalized the relationship. There’s no going back.
Love's Fluttering Seduce me with kisses My heart beats strange Thought I had you But it was a butterfly Come back Teach me to be human Tickle my nipples Catch my groin in a breath Say those words Thought we had a pact But our loving Was bare skin deep You left Now...
Flat descriptions are often the result of using just one out of the five senses. Appealing to all five senses gives your writing dimension. Unlike movie directors who have sound, visual and several fx tools at their disposal, the writer has just his words to describe...
Imagery is the invocation of any of the five senses to create mental images and spark sensations using figures of speech. There is nothing appealing about a poem without one. The absence of imagery makes a poem bland and lifeless. Literary authorities recognise seven...
Green has always been my colour for pain. My class teacher always grades our papers with a green pen, and each time I see my scores, the green stares at me, mocking, with the wicked curve of a D, or the sharp edges of an F. Nna Anyi was driving a green car when he...