Photo Credit: Paradise Gate House The Weight of What Moves Us: On Oladosu Michael Emerald’s Debut Poetry Collection Language is not the content of thought but the vessel into which we pour the ambivalences and contradictions of our thinking, afloat on the current of feeling and time. When the vessel becomes too small to hold […]
What It Means to Burn and Still Bloom: A Review of Joemario Umana’s ‘Burns’ by Annah Atane In Burns, Joemario writes like a movie director. I say this because it is not the equivocal collection you read. It flows, just like a movie series. In “The Undoing,” Joemario begins the story with a quote: “The wind, once
Of Intricacy, Futility, and Ephemerality of Life: A Review of Dr. Jim Osita Okeke’s ‘WHAT NEXT?’ “The swell of womb and breast is half human circle; on the crest of the grave’s rise reclines the other; The grave like the yam-mound is earth’s pregnancy life like a dance swing in circles.” –Isidore Diala I have
Looking through the Lens of Words into an Empty Morning Cloud: A Review of Tolu’ A. Akinyemi’s The Morning Cloud is Empty Tolu’ A. Akinyemi, who has published one poetry chapbook and fifteen collections of poems, among which are Dead Lions Don’t Roar, Dead Dogs Don’t Bark, Dead Cats Don’t Meow, A Booktiful Love, City of Lost Memories, Born in Lockdown, etc., has been consistent not only in his thematic leaning on
