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Our Books of 2014
When we asked writers and authors to tell us what books they read in 2014, we were not exactly expecting only books published in 2014. We however wanted to hear[…]
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Books · Fiction · Lit Mag · Literature · Non-fiction
When we asked writers and authors to tell us what books they read in 2014, we were not exactly expecting only books published in 2014. We however wanted to hear[…]
Emmanuel Sigauke and Ivor W. Hartmann are both prose and poetry writers from Zimbabwe. For a number of years, they have individually contributed to the literary dialogue of their country[…]
poems by Ikhide Ikheloa _____________ DM (For you, Dambudzo Marechera, for things that make no sense, because we are afraid…) Bloody December.Ogun prowls the catacombs. And myrmidons of darkness[…]
by Ikhide Ikheloa For you … I have this note that says call me tomorrow Tomorrow never comes because I never call you Today never ends because you never[…]
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Ikhide, Let us be clear. I was disappointed with your comments a few months ago because you apparently deliberately confused two very different issues, as a means to slander our reputation as[…]
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Dear Kola, I am responding a bit belatedly to your editorial, A Bird Sings Because… Many thanks for sharing. Facts are facts and opinions belong to their owner. I generally do not[…]
On November 25th, irrepressible Nigerian writer/critic Ikhide Ikheloa blasted a couple of familiar musings on his social media platforms. One of them went thusly: African literature! In the 21st century, the[…]
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by Ikhide Ikheloa Brother – teeth flashing in the cant of compliments Brother – gold-rimmed glasses Across eyes that go blue at a word from the Master Poor brother[…]
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by Ikhide Ikheloa I am hungry. Very hungry. And hunger drives my brain cells to a certain point of brilliance, that hell-nirvana that my adversaries, and quite a few friends,[…]
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by Ikhide Ikheloa – Ring! Ring!! Ring!!! – Hello! Who is that? – Papa! It is me! Your son! – I say who is that? – It is me! Your[…]