TITLE: BUT HERE YOU ARE AUTHOR: OYINDAMOLA SHOOLA GENRE: POETRY NO. OF PAGES: 33 PUBLISHER: WORDS RHYMES AND RHYTHMS LTD YEAR OF PUBLICATION: 2019 ISBN: NILREVIEWER: EUGENE YAKUBU Oyindamola’s But Here You Are needs careful analysis to garner the points they tender: subtle themes and ideas weaved in elevated imagery...
TITLE: A BOY’S TEARS ON EARTH’S TONGUE AUTHOR: TUKUR OLORUNLOBA RIDWAN GENRE: POETRY NO. OF PAGES: 36 PUBLISHER: WORDS RHYMES AND RHYTHMS LTD YEAR OF PUBLICATION: 2019 ISBN: NIL REVIEWER: EUGENE YAKUBU Despite this baffling title, the poems in this collection leave the reader in no doubt of the poet’s...
What is happening to Igbo language and cultures and traditional religion? Do we allow it to go into extinction? Do we allow that as a nation? Everywhere is smelling white men, yes, everywhere!
Where is the last path on this map? Where does it leads? The end or the beginning of endlessness? I'm exhausted cramming every escape route that leads out of this chink - a house without home - such is a life without laughter. The fleshes of the tortoiseshell-skinned beads of...
REVIEW: OKORIE’S THE MEN THAT COULDN’T LOVE ME ‘TORTURES THE READER WHILE CREATIVELY EXPLORING UNREQUITED LOVE’
Okorie’s The Men That Couldn’t Love Me did a great job in torturing the reader, while creatively exploring a lover’s endless cycle of wanting despite not being wanted: imagine reading “I want you” in different languages and other words for about a thousand times.
A Boy’s Tears on Earth’s Tongue is a collection of timeless poems, masterfully written by a mind that is in alignment with existential and essentialist values of human experience
EZENWA-OHAETO REACHED A HEIGHT OF HONESTY, PASSION AND VULNERABILITY IN ‘I BURN INCENSES BEFORE SLEEP’: A REVIEW OF EOPP 2018 WINNING POEM BY OYINDAMOLA SHOOLA
For me, in ‘I Burn Incenses before Sleep’, Ezenwa-Ohaeto reached a height of honesty, passion and vulnerability, one that flawlessly implements its didactics and has the power to affect people, things and systems that we hold on to religiously.
what else shall we give to this world, if not the bowl of tears that watered our children's graveyard?