In his “trilogy” – Walking Truths, That Beautiful Picture and Colours and Borders, Di Poet employs the services of an orchestra to enliven his poems for audiences seeking the unification of entertainment and aesthetics.
1001 Singing Success Secrets is engaging and conversational. I must recommend Adetisola for this all-encompassing, comprehensive and insightful book on music and singing.
Kukogho Iruesiri Samson poetry collection WE WHO SOWED HURT AND BEADED PAINS is a genius argument for suicide and mirrors the emotions of those who travel that path.
As I Stroke my Chin Hairs might seem just like a poet’s testament to his personal experiences. It has done more than that. It uses the poet as a backdrop to discuss bigger social and political issues, delving into topics of identity, life, nationalism, love, and adolescence.
I daresay the main reason foreign books seem to be eternally more accepted than indigenous books is that we hear about their new titles & authors every day via various media while ours, close to home, are published without anyone hearing about them.
If you ask me, everyone should write. Why? Everyone has a story (or stories) – idea, perspective, experience, philosophies, and aspirations – which other people will love to hear/read.
If there is only one generously-funded literary prize in a country of 200 million people…it is because – difficulties of the Nigerian operating environment aside – there is no real market for what Nigerian writers are writing.
Haggai’s Storm in a Pot is worth reading and it promises to not fail the intriguing and attractive title it has.
So, are boys really a ‘special’ burden to raise? Is Life itself is a lot of work. Is parenting itself is a lot of work. Is raising girls also not a lot of work? What useful thing in this world does not require lots of work? Why just boys? Why not children?
