Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Gerald Ewa How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? Honestly, I was stunned. At that moment, I didn’t know how to feel or what to feel as I stared at the acceptance email on my phone. I kept asking myself if it was […]
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Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Oladosu Michael Emerald How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? When I received the acceptance email for the Rongo Art Residency, I felt like I was on cloud nine! The elation was palpable, like winning a prestigious award. Knowing I’d been selected
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Rongo Art Residency: A Conversation with Testimony Odey How did you feel when you got accepted for the Rongo Art Residency? I felt elated! I really had my fingers crossed after I applied, and when I didn’t get a response for weeks after the application deadline, I felt anxious, nervous and discouraged. So, getting the
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Photo Credit: Schooldrillers.com Ibadan: A City on the Brink, A Self in Becoming Ibadan is a city that resists being fully known. It stretches wide, low and unhurried, its rusty rooftops spilling into the horizon like secrets only half-whispered. To the outsider, Ibadan is messy, stubborn and unfinished. To me, it is a mirror. Every
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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
Cyborg of Seasons A personal essay culled from my novel – ECLIPTIC If I truly mentioned rough plays then, I should tell of the drum survival that almost claimed my life. Until I entered the average, rusted, steel drum and they covered it, I never knew what hell looked like. As if it wasn’t enough.
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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
An Interview with Oyinda Shoola. Interviewed by Olaide Oluwafunmilayo Soaga (Features Editor, Afrihill Press). As a poet, what is your writing process? My writing process is the same regardless of the genre. It goes one of two ways after a profound thought worth exploring comes to mind. Sometimes, I ignore it and refuse to write
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