Sunday, May 28, 2017

“The Forge” by Neil Creighton

The Forge   The golden bird on golden bough first came from furnace fire, dross removed, skilfully hammered into object of desire. The curving razor sword that glints along its lustrous...

Jalada Mobile Festival: Q&A with Moses Kilolo

The Jalada Mobile Literary and Arts Festival, first of its kind in the continent, took place in five African countries from 3rd - 31st...

“The battle field on my body…” by DE Benson

  The battle field on my body is blooming roses a spring bursts from my forearm and searches for knowledge blood is the colour of victory I do not know...
Guardian of the Fall

Guardian of the Fall, the online book tour.

Hello World! Welcome to the online book tour of Guardian of the Fall by Umari Ayim. Guardian of the Fall is a story that deals...

“Taverner” by Victor Ugwu

Taverner after reading Fidelis Obaseki's "Midnight Cry" What do you trade, Anything strong to flick my resistance? Spirit, Rum Anything for this soul? Milk or a light Quirk of nip From heaven's bar? My...

“Justice or Revenge” by Retshepisitswe ‘Tshepi’ Makhatha

Justice or Revenge   What is fame to a decaying corpse? Limp, Lame extremities on the corner of 5th and main. A coffin consisting of a gravel mattress,...

“We Are Miners” by Shelly Blankman

We Are Miners   Every week has been the same, the end of an ugly paper rainbow of crumpled bills, each arc a different shade of debt, shadowing places...

“OLOJUKOKORO” by Mof’Oluwawo O MojolaOluwa

OLOJUKOKORO   You were given an inch, But you wanted a mile You were given a room, But you wanted a mansion You were given a drop, But you wanted an...
In Conversation with Brunel Poetry Prize Shortlist

Conversations with BRUNEL POETRY PRIZE SHORTLIST

Introduction  The idea to interview the 2017 Brunel International African Poetry Prize shortlists, and to package the interviews in one collective ebook came from an...

“This evening is not for love poems” by Debasish Parashar

This evening is not for love poems    This evening is not for love poems we can just sit quiet and indifferent you know what I mean ? you...
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