Catherine Magodo-Mutukwa speaks in WoMA-NiTy Tongues.

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CATHERINE MAGODO-MUTUKWA  is a Zimbabwean  literary Arts Luminary, award winning author and advocate of the women’s rights. Her poetry, her stories and articles express her deeper and inner respect for the girl child. Her story BROKEN VESSEL was recently adapted into a film in Zimbabwe. The  powerful  versifier  and storyteller  continues to  mesmerize  with  her  refreshing but  heart chopping  verses and stories . Mutukwa’s  books  are  vastly  reviewed  by  the  Zimbabwean media  both  online  and  in print . Magodo Mutukwa is regularly   profiled in the Herald Newspaper . Magodo is a word carver of global acclaim. Her poetry and stories are used as   educational and awareness catalysts by women and girlhood organisations around Zimbabwe and  Abroad .

 

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FOR WOMEN WITH DREAMS WITHIN DREAMS

Do not…
lie down with your dreams
where you laid them to rest
within you,
You,
whose thoughts at midnight
have held countless conversations
with the mute pillows…
about things, falling apart and
coming together and falling apart
again,
how, you have taught yourself to
be fluent in silence…
and yet your lips itch and burn to
let out the creative sounds that
emanate from a soul folded
and gagged
Why do you cut off yourself from
your feelings?
Your life is a creative adventure
waiting to be explored
you’re not broken, you’re not
damaged
you’re perfect the way you are
put back together differently…
Awaken from thy slumber and live
your dream, don’t wait for the fog
to clear,
it will all make sense one day.

 

 

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FOR WOMEN WHO CANT  EXHALE  FULLY

You’re not your pain Breathe!
This ache behind your eyes…
it keeps gnawing at my mind
with scrapes of brutal thoughts
cutting through…haunting my
waking existence.

Woman,
I wish I had known you before
‘they’ changed you,
before you buried your dreams
and bade farewell to your worth
You,
You, who had other women
known and unknown pave the
way for a future ripe with
possibilities that yesterday
birthed you have now decided
to keep quiet, to hold back
your breath,
hiding behind a veil of unspoken
words, mocking the very efforts
of all the women
who fought to be heard.

Please Breathe,
don’t harden your softness
because of a man who has
learned to hate and hurt
ploughing into other broken
women in search of his own definition
of manhood, abandoning you
while you pray for him at 2:30am
spiralled on the floor next to the
bed he should have been in, but
is not.

She said,
these men ah!,are no longer how
they used to be…

I told her,
STRONG women aren’t quiet,they
SPEAK, speak louder,
your voice matters,your thoughts
matter
don’t hold it in
let go of the fear and uncertainties
and
embrace courage
Woman,
you’re so much more than the versions
of
reality imposed on you~create your own.

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FOR WOMEN TOO DIFFICULT TO LOVE

It aint your fault.

Sit with me here,let my words
be the source of comfort
lest you become bitter for too long
I heard all about it, about how they
drove you to the edge with maddening
anger
how they split you open and left you
there, bare
with nothing to hold on to.
They didn’t know
you would survive losing yourself and
finding yourself againa
I see,
You peeled your flesh to take a closer
look, to understand why they made you
feel uncomfortable in your own skin
to the point of suffocation,
shrinking you and silencing you into a
nervous breakdown.
They didn’t anticipate the comeback
which is always better than the setback,
they couldn’t have…
Now,
they say you are too difficult to love…if
they wanted to love you easily, they
should have behaved better,
I see,
You’ve worn your skin back again, this
time inside-out
So they can see the scars that scream
when your pain can’t speak
your experiences have made you bolder
and stronger
darling, you don’t belong in the shadows
anymore
there aunt no room to discount your feelings….

 

 

UNWEARING THE OLD SELF

The old self has faded,
clings to her soul in an
unflattering manner,
with revealing holes, all
in tattered fashion
weighing heavy on lean
shoulders and dragging
her down with its ancient
layer,
She said…
I’ll unwear it, unbuckle
its burdensome load off
my back
and
sew myself new,
the way women are
taught
to stitch themselves up
while carrying raging storms
within…

 

ECHOES OF A STRONG( BLACK WOMAN)

She said
they take and take and take
You see,
there’re no more songs left in me
‘cept rhythm playing upon silence…

So,
She bade no one farewell
when she left an angry black woman
stuck,with all the trash they had
discarded in the backyard of her
mind
I’ll be on my way now,
to make room, to empty my mind of
all the mountains of stinking dirt
(Of their unevolved thoughts) ~ trying
to shrink me
No~no! no more room for insults
telling me that I’m too much, too
much woman,too much of everything,
‘assailed,impervious,indestructive!’
and
can no longer fit into their ‘box’…

You see, finally
I cleared the space; I made room
for all the unconscious artistry in
my head!
she said,
For a very long time,
I clung desperately to their ideas
for me
how it pulled me back,ah! almost killed me
trying to please the ungrateful lot…

 

 

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CATHERINE MAGODO-MUTUKWA hails from an African city down in the southern hemisphere. She is a mother, a poet/writer, a counselor and an advocate for the girl-child and women. She’s very passionate about giving a voice to all those who struggle with the tongue which refuses to give them a language of feelings and expression.Catherine has a BA English and Communication Hons Degree and is the author of several books. She has been anthologized in a number of collections and some of her works are featured in various online magazines both locally and internationally.

 

AFRICAN WRITERS CARAVAN  CHRONICLER AND AUTHOR

Mbizo CHIRASHAMBIZOVINTANGE

UNESCO-RILA  Affiliate Artist .Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany. Alumni  of the International Human Rights  Arts Festival in New-York, USA.Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie.  Globally Certified  Arts Mediums Curator and Influencer. Internationally Published Page and Spoken Word Poet. Writer in Residence.  Arts for Human Rights Catalyst.  Core Team Member of the Bezine Arts and Humanities Project. His illustrious poetry , hybrid writings , political commentary ,short fiction , book reviews  and Arts Features are published in more  than 400 spaces notably the Monk  Arts and Soul in  Magazine  in United Kingdom. Atunis Poetry.com in Belgium. Demer press poetry series in Netherlands. World Poetry Almanac in Mongolia.Poesia journal inSlovenia. Bezine Arts and Humanities Webzine in USA. The Poet a Day in Brooklyn ,USA. Litnet Writers Journal in South Africa. African Crayons in Nigeria. Poetry Bulawayo in Zimbabwe. Pulp-pit USA.the FictionalCafe international Journal , Texas USA. Best New African Poetry series in Zimbabwe, Zimbolicious Poetry Collections in Zimbabwe. Co-edited Street Voices International Publications with Andreas Weiland  in Germany.Co-Edited  Silent Voices Anthology, a Tribute to Chinua Achebe. Co-Edited the Corpses of Unity,solidarity collection to victimzed Cameroonians with Nsah Mala. Curated and Edited the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry ,Inside Digraceland speaking poetic truth to the Mugabe regime and other bad regimes.  He owns the Time of  the Poet blog zine ,MIOMBOPUBLISHING that published the #GlobalCallforPeaceProject titled the Second of EARTH is Peace.A LETTER to the PRESIDENT his experimental  resistance poetry colection was released  in August 2019 by Mwanaka and Media Publishing.. Co- Authored Whispering Woes of Ganges and Zambezi with Sweta Vikram in India. Good Morning President his first poetry collection was published in 2011  by Zimbabwean published based in United Kingdom, Diaspora Publishers.COVID 19 Satansdeadly fart is forthcoming. Chirasha is  Founder  and the Chief Editor of Brave Voices Poetry Journal, https://bravevoicespress.home.blog/ and    WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS,https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/

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Freedom Nyamubaya , A Combatant of the Pen and Gun ,(Obituary)

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Freedom Nyamubaya was like a baobab tree  that did not shake its roots or shiver its canopy when child foxes   substantiate their howl.Their incessant  barks would made her more stronger and rooted. The Pen soldier, who once was a  gun slinging guerrilla fighter against the White  colonial regime was a resilient  International  cultural Artist  and  a war -time  hardened griot. Her verses are brilliant reflections of  bullet graffiti and traces of revolutionary chants .Nyamubaya remains  a Literary doyen of our time.I met  Freedom Nyamubaya, the literary guru  and  poet  for the first time  at the Zimbabwe Book Fair of  1998.    he blazed the  Book Fair  1998  Live literature  Gazebo  with her  free – verse though metaphor laced  poems . It was a vibrating performance , the line up  that  year included Chirikure  Chirikure-perfomance poetry maestro, Albert Imbongi Nyathi- the roaring  spoken word lion and many other little poetry puppies  who were supporting acts in Book Fair 1998 like  myself.

 

The  1998 Book Fair  Edition remains spectacular to me like the year 1896   to Zimbabweans and the Year 1919 to Europeans. The Year i met   a mother, a friend, a colleague in creative arts and   an inspiration to both the boy child and girl child.

Freedom  like  her name floated  freely  into all creative spheres , she was an  electric dancer, a talented vocalist, a cultural  activist, writer , development activist  and  a performance poet extraordinaire.

To remind   you dear reader, Freedom Nyamubaya  is  celebrated both  as a creative  /literary artist and  a freedom fighter during the liberation struggle . She  is one  of the  strong sister guerrillas  who sacrificed  their adolescence and schooling   to water the tree of the revolution  with their sweat , blood , burdens , hopes  , dreams and tears.  Freedom returned from the bush alongside   brother guerrillas like   Cde Che, holding the freedom fruit  in the  softness and hardness of their palms.

Freedom  – the princess of  Zimbabwean  Protest poetry  graced a  number of  unique cultural platforms inclusive of  the  Zimbabwe International Book Fair , the Book Cafe cultural Events, the Medellin Poetry Festival in Europe , diplomatic , educational and political  events and exchanges.

She is widely published around the world in various journals, websites, reviews and presses. Her  versatile poetry  anthology  ON THE ROAD AGAIN, which  a metaphoric diary  of the complexities and realities  of  the  struggle  for freedom and freedom itself.

In the tunnel, in the bone- a poem by Freedom  once published in Belerus-Europe.

Soon time will end.
Winds are approaching the immense wall.
And there they will buckle under.
They passed quickly, and the race is over.
Finally the winds will rest.
Time cracked open. It hangs only from one stitch.
I await its decline, its resounding fall to earth.
Life begins on the last day.
Days are many, but life is meagre.
It is delayed from day to day. And when there’s only
one day left, it rushes into it with its entirety hoping
to live there . . . in this way life begins, just when it’s
ending. That’s why life will never be lived!
I’ve still one day left, what should I do?
Begin life? With what will I begin this life?
With whom? How? With what action or speech?
And if I happen to meet someone, what will I say to
him? With you, now, I will begin my life? And if I
said this, and he responded, how will I live a life I’m
saying goodbye to? How will I live the death of life?
I woke up very early. Those who will depart must
wake up very early to enhance their final days. They
must witness the dawn, at least, before they go.
In this room’s space exist the splinters of humans
who lived thousands of years ago, whom I say
goodbye to, and become splinters like them.
I say goodbye to the pulse of planets that reaches me
across the vacuum of space from distant galaxies.
The galactic swishings, the dust of stars, the air born
a million years ago crossing silently an immense
space in order to reach me.
I say farewell to gasping volcanoes, to the drizzle of
far-away swamps, to the pictures, the chairs, the
mirrors, the clocks, my children’s eyes, their shoes
scattered carelessly on the floor. I say goodbye to the
waves that penetrate my body, to the vibrations that
come from the oldest place, the big bang!
Did I have to clash with myself all this time, and
everything else with me, in order to become a silent
prey in the end? Wasn’t I able, a long time ago, to
relieve this noisy world of one voice at least?
The universe must rest. Voices must all become
silent.
Oh, for some quiet!
I can’t describe the day, I can’t describe anything.
Speaking is nothing but betrayal. They don’t speak
on the last day. They just shut up and leave.
Those hills were silent also. And we were, with the
stirring of sun and wind, the only sound.
But we, with that monotonous movement in the
stillness of death, had snared mysteries from the
bones.
How were we, simple as we are, flung between the
jaws of immensities, to invent places that would
protect us? How were we able to continue until today!
We were no mortals. But certain bones of cattle and
dry sticks saved our lives. It wasn’t life that protected
us, but death.
We mixed our births with grass. And under those thin
ears of wheat our land found a shade. We never wore
clothes, or trinkets or bracelets. But our breath was
our cloth and ornament. We were naked. We found
warmth in the firewood born of our panting,
which was dry, and so ignitable.
Under the reign of flame, we had many celebrations
for which we selected many guest seats, within our
pores.
Life was within our skin, not outside. Thus, we lived
life in its secret hideout, in dimness, in the womb,
before it was born.
Our celebrations were tended in our veins, not in
public squares. Our habitation in the imagination of
place. Our caravans in the head, not on the roads . . .

We lived the anti-birth: there was our childhood, our
youth and old age. And we met life once, before the
door of death.

During the war, my father looked for a bone in the
wilderness to crush it with a stone and satisfy his hunger.
From those crushed bones a number of
children were born, among whom I was one. I was the
son of a crushed bone.

Inside the bone a tunnel opens now, where there is a
wilderness and annals, and where my father is
walking again.

Rest in Peace – princess of pen and gun!

BY Mbizo Chirasha.

Zimbabwean,Cultural Arts and Media Personality Olga Muhwati goes international.

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OLGA MUHWATI is  a versatile  and  Iconic  Zimbabwean cultural Arts  Chronicler and  international renowned  Media celebrity  . Muhwati has worked  immensely   in promoting the vision and  the  programming  of the Culture Fund Trust of Zimbabwe .  She  is a seasoned media corp , a  prolific  relationship  management  expert. An accomplished  Arts and Cultural Administrator  ,currently  plyinh her trade with a Netherlands  based Arts Organisation Musicians Without Borders. Mbizo Chirasha ,  AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN  chronicler had a chat with the  Arts and  Cultural Expert   Olga Muhwati on sidelines of Arts on Digital Spaces Symposium .

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INSIDE THE Arts on Digital Spaces Studio with Arts /Cultural Expert  Olga Muhwati.

 

Mbizo CHIRASHA .You played a great part in the publicity of the Culture Fund Trust of Zimbabwe. There is no doubt that you are a goal getter and everything you touch turns platinum, what is your success secret?

 

Olga Muhwati.That’s very flattering thank you. On my own I try to approach everything I do with passion and deidication. In particular reference to the Culture Fund, I have to say success was possible working alongside a great team focused on delivering the best to the arts and the culture sector in the country but also further ensuring that we are accoutable to our stakeholders including the arts community at large and our major donors. I also have to say under the mentorship and stewadship of Mr. Farai Mpfunya I was able to achieve as much as I did. Organisations and managers would benefit from creating a culture where by employees are passionate about the work they do and go above and beyond what the role requires. That was my own personal mantra while I was at the organisation.

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Mbizo CHIRASHA .How long have you been working with Arts and Culture organizations and What your experiences?

 

Olga Muhwati. I have been working in the arts sector since I finished high school in 2004. My first experience was in front of the camera, in a guest role for a short film directed by Trevor Chidzodzo, but it was immediately clear to me that I was not meant for the front of the camera. From then on I went on to wrk with Creative Native produced Waiters sitcom under the stewardship of Daves Guzha. I also worked as a film forum coordinator for the Zimbabwe International Film Festival, whilst also working as production assistant for the short fil project. Upon graduation I started off at Cutlure Fund as an intern in 2008 and stayed with the organisation until I relocated to South Africa in 2014. In South Africa I established amonthly poetry event with the secondary goal of providing vital inter generational networking within my circle.

Mbizo CHIRASHA.What are your current projects at the moment, kindly describe them?

 

Olga Muhwati.Currently I am working as head of fundrasing for a non profit based in Amsterdam The Netherlands where I now live. I am also part of an entreprenuership study project which is helping me develop an entity I ensvion will make considerable to the creative industries in Africa.

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Mbizo CHIRASHA.What is your advice to success for women artists, writers and activists in Zimbabwe?

Olga Muhwati .I would for sure say perseverance. If you are passionate enough about anything and willing to put the work in to achieve, others will recognise this passion and for sure assist. Also, do not be afraid to ask for help, be willing to fail, but then learn from that failure and keep going.

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Mbizo CHIRASHA.How are you coping during these menacing times of COVID 19?

Olga Muhwati. Covid has drastically affected eveyone around the world in differing degrees and on so many levels, social, economic and mental. I have been lucky enough to have a close knit network rallying around me. I have also taken the time to work on myself personally and career wise while completing my studies through a lot of video conferences!

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Mbizo CHIRASHA. Give your honest opinion about the state of Cultural Arts in Zimbabwe with case studies like Zimbabwe International Book FAIR, National Arts Council, Zim Music Rights Association, Zimbabwe Musician Union and Culture Fund?

Olga Muhwati.I believe the arts sector in Zimbabwe is an undiscovered gem. We have so much talent and skills but we need to be able to showcase this beyond our own internal borders. Through the travelling I have been lucky to do I think we have so much potential to participate on many for a and spaces but there needs to be a collective goal as I have seen in other countries. For exanmple in The Netherlands funding for the creative sector is as much a priority as id for example health care at differing degrees of course but the importance is definitely acknowledged. Further, I do believe individual players need to be at some stage look at their individual projects and creation as more than ‘crafts’. That is where organisations as you have listed above come in with real, tangible interventions beyond the so called ‘talk shops’. An honest audit of the industry and strategic vision would be beneficial to the sector in my opinion.

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Mbizo CHIRASHA .If you were the Minister of Arts and Culture in Zimbabwe, how best was you going to redefine the Arts Sector?

Olga Muhwati.That’s a big ask. For sure I would start off by lobbying for more funding. Include in the ministry actors from the industry who have real knowledge of the situation on the ground. But I think my biggest first step would be to create a strategy. Without a map and a plan you go nowhere slowly.

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                Cultural Arts and Media Personality ,OLGA MUGWATI

 

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Over 8 years of experience developing and conducting sustainable non-profit fundraising strategies and program development whilst coordinating local,regional and international projects and facilitating communication, management and administrative services. Personal vested interest in the business development, capacity building and market development of the creative, and other industries in Africa especially fashion and entrepreneurship support. Holds a Masters in International Business and Economics, as well as Migrant Entrepreneurship Support Capabilities.

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                                    MEET AFRICAN WRITERS CARAVAN Chronicler

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Mbizo CHIRASHA, Contributing Editor  to the Diasporian Online. Mbizo CHIRASHA -( Chronicler and Publisher , AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN. Chief Editor at TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC. Projects Curator at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. Chief Influencer at Brave Voices Poetry Journal. Author and Editor at Porcupine Quill. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist. 2020 Free Speech Fellow at PEN Deutschland.2020 Poet in Residence of the Fictional Café . 2019 African Fellow of the Ihraf.org. Contributing Writer at Monk Arts and Soul Magazine . Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie at Bezine Arts and Humanities Magazine and The Poet A Day. Featured Poetry Artist at World BeyondWar.Org. Arts Features and Political commentary Writer at Cultural Weekly. Featured African Writer at Demer Press International Poetry Series . Featured African Performance Poet at 2020 Medellin International Poetry Festival. Featured Poet/Writer at INKSWEATAND TEARS Journal.2019 Live Literature Hub Curator/Producer at Sotambe International Film Arts FESTIVAL. 2009 Poet in Residence at International Africa Culture and Development, ICACD). 2003 Young Literary Arts Delegate of ZimBookFair to Goteborg International Book Fair, SIDA African Pavilion . Co-Editor of a three Languages International collection STREET VOICES with prominent Germany Author Andreas Weiland . Featured Poet at Cervena Barva Press Newsletter. Literary Arts and Poetry Contributor to the Zimbabwean Voice of the Voiceless Newspaper. African Participant to the World Poetry Almanac Book Series in Mongolia. Resident Coordinator for 100 Thousand POETS for Peace- Zimbabwe. Founder and Creative Director at GirlChildcreativity Project . Writer in Residence. Global LITERARY Arts Projects Influencer. Published Author and International Acclaimed Poet.

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Amanda Ranganawa is Our Zimbabwean Pen Princess.

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AMANDA RANGANAWA is a highly spirited wordsmith    and a rising poet in Zimbabwe. AMANDA carries with her the power of the voice and her talent- laced blood stream flow the wealth of artistry and her DNA is WORDS carved and glued into her bone and marrow during her sacred nine-month revolution in those holy terrains before her earth day. The higher power blessed the resilient bookaholic, mesmerizing workaholic and prolific wordsmith with the golden gift of resilience, goal getting and boldness. Her poetic vibe is not short of African pride, tragedies of life and confessional versifications.  Her poetry renditions are mind blowing dramatic monologues, the reader is wowed as he or she imbibes the diligently concocted poetry beverage.   The poet speaks to her inner self, speaks to crude and serene human within self.    Her poem MY PAST IS OVER is somewhat confessional though thoroughly didactic, as she slings her pen with to teach, to counsel and to rebuke self and her contemporaries. A stream of consciousness. And again, the poem, MY PAST IS OVER is an intriguing historical reference   in both presentation and meaning. It is a symbol of transfiguration, if not a ray of repentance. It is a biblical allusion. Remember the biblical story of Saul later Paul on his way to Damascus. CAPTIVATING. The Pen Princess winds up her page poetry performance by celebrating Joys of womanhood, life and African beauty. AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN   found her poesy fit to be profiled, featured and archived on their digital thicket for the benefit of Zimbabwean, African and global audience. Welcome African Pen Princess, AMANDA RANGANAWA to the CARAVAN of   Versifiers, Wordsmith and Pens lingers- (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA).

 

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MY PAST IS OVER

 

As l look around and gather things for my journey

l realize that l hasn’t reached my tally

As the trials and tribulations sweep me across the valley

l breath heavily, in and out, as l reach for my Yahweh

My mind twisting and curling as l recall sadly

The events that captured, fascinated and;

and left deep cuts into my heart

The definitions and evaluations of sin that l calculated

Only managed to land me in theft, prostitution and murder

Junkie, Drunkard, Rapist and Liar were my middle identities

All l knew back then was that l had to

jump fences, duck cops and shoot back to survive

ln my fast diversion and quick cornering of the lane,

l heard the church choir

singing salvation and how much he loved me

Or was it me they sang to or just for themselves?

l cursed the melodic voices for singing lies

and yet as we the sinners live; they are supposed to be saved

l was running further and deeper with the

wind blowing my frail body like a plastic bag

My heart was giving in, my knees were crumpling

l needed rest and immediately l found it

As l heard a loud, deadly and dreaded sound

And then there was silence and then darkness

They later told me that l woke up after a month

The Saints had found me and like the good Samaritan

had done all they could

with all their belief and might to save my life

They told me about the grace and kindness of Yahweh

And l cried, and cried, and cried

Because l had never known that he not only cared

but had feelings that swept across oceans

thoughts that rose to the heavens

dreams that conquered all nature

and love that exceeded humanity’s

For me

There and their l looked at my Yahweh

And realized that l am saved

And my past is over

 

 

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IAM HAPPY WHEN IAM ALONE  

 

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I am happy when l am alone

I sing when lm alone

I sing songs and melodies that tease my womanhood

I smile and laugh at my own jokes

A vibrant, chuckle, soprano full of joy and freedom

I am happy when l am alone

I walk naked when lm alone

I tease and admire my own beautiful skin

I let my hands wander on my nakedness

I dance when I am alone

I swing my own hips and touch my own breasts

I kiss my own lips…oooh when Im alone

I celebrate my sexuality when lm alone

I feel the roundness of my moons

I feel the silkiness of my thighs

I feel the curves of my smooth body

I feel the firmness of my silky creamy breasts

I let my fingers feel the wetness of my honey pot

I open my body to a sea of passion

I let myself drown in self pleasure

I am happy when l am alone

I get inspiration when I am aIone

I get answers when lm alone

I sit there…think and all l see is clarity

I see change

I see the good in me

I see the mistakes I made

I see what makes me angry

I see what makes me happy

I am happy when lm alone

I feel powerful when I am alone

I read and meditate and pray

I seek the face of my Lord and l kneel down for him

I thank my God

I ask for grace and favour when I am alone

I am happy when I am alone

When l finally meet him

He that wants to be a part of my joy

He that wants to add to my happiness

I will be enough

My smile will be enough to make him smile

My Iaughter will be enough to make him laugh

My love will be enough to King him

My body will be enough

My personality will be enough

Bacause l am happy when I am alone

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TAKE ME TO THE BEACH

 

The African Pen Princess.

Take me back to the beach

Where the sun kisses my brown pearl skin

Planting it’s tiny kisses on the arch of my back and thighs

Where the sunny breeze teases my cheeks and lips

Slowly caressing my round bossom

Take me back to the beach

Where l am a goddess

Where my beautiful face stops hearts from breathing

Where my tiny waist sings the song of free cocktails and drinks

Free food and gifts

Where the boys are buying

Scrambling for my attention

Take me back to the beach

Where my walk reminds them of Naomi Campbell

Where whistles, applause, and greetings follow me as l pass by

Where at the corner of my eye l see them

Black, White, Asian young and old man

Salivating at my sexy, smooth bottom

My beautiful round curves making them mourn in their pants

Take me back to the beach

Where it is legal to be the only crime in a man’s heart

Where his partner’s anger can’t affect me

Where waiters pass me little notes and business cards from under their trays

Where l turn down their invitations

And watch them cry tears of sexual frustration

Where l laugh and sink back into my African sun

Take me back to the beach

Where l am the Melanin Queen

The wavery sea bowing down on my feet

The warm sand brushing my feet

The wind flirting with my beauty

And the sun crowning me

Take me back to the beach

Where l am the desire of all men

A fantasy of dreams never to happen

Where l chose who to share myself with

Where they all stare with grave jealousy

Where they can’t stay mad

My beauty is a rare, sparkling black diamond

So, they clap hands when l pass by

Because l am a Woman

A beautiful black woman

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Amanda5AMANDA RANGANAWA aka the African Pen Princess. A Young female writer from Zimbabwe. I love writing about love, life, self-realization, self-worth, societal issues, religion, men and women and economic matters. I think life is the most precious gift and must be celebrated and expressed freely. I’ve been writing for as long as l can remember. From the tender age of 9years. Beside poetry, l writes films, articles, novels, stories, songs and l create online content. I love writing films and poetry they give me an adrenaline rush because I’m in charge of the dialogue hahaha. My dream is to become the Best International Writer the like book maestro Chimamanda Adiche. Iam a certified Thespian, and Acclaimed Theater Arts Producer.

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                                    MEET THE AFRICA WRITERS CHRONICLERMBIZOVINTANGE

MBIZO CHIRASHA, Chronicler at Africa Writers Caravan. Founder and Author of the Time of the Poet. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist. Featured Poetry Artist at WorldBeyondWar.Org. Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum Deutschland,Germany..Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie 2020 Poet in Residence at the Fictional Café (International publishing and literary digital space). 2019 Sotambe Festival Live Literature Hub and Poetry Café Curator. 2019 African Fellow for the International Human Rights Art Festival( ihraf.org) , Essays Contributor to Monk Art and Soul Magazine in United Kingdom .Arts Features Writer at the International Cultural Weekly .His Profiles , Interview and Poems are featured on poesis.si ,in Slovenia. Founder and Chief Editor of WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. Founder and Curator of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal. Co-Editor of Street Voices Poetry triluangal collection( English , African Languages and Germany) initiated by Andreas Weiland in Germany. Poetry Contributor to AtunisPoetry.com in Belgium. African Contributor to DemerPress International Poetry Book Series in Netherlands. African Contributor to the World Poetry Almanac Poetry Series in Mongolia. His latest 2019 collection of experimental poetry A LETTER TO THE PRESIDENT was released by Mwanaka Media and Publishing and is both in print, on Amazon.com and at is featured at African Books Collective. Mbizo Chirasha is the Originator of the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign. Founder and Creative Director of Girl Child Talent Festival and GirlChildCreativity Project. 2003 Young Literary Arts Delegate to the Goteborg International Book Fair Sweden (SIDA AFRICAN PAVILION) .2009 Poet in Residence of the International Conference of African Culture and Development (ICACD) in Ghana.The Vice President of Poetsof the WORLD,poetasdelmundo.com ,African Region. Global Peace Chain Ambassador. 2009 Fellow to the inaugural UNESCO- Africa Photo- Novel Publishers and Writers Training in Tanzania. 2015 Artist in Residence of the Shunguna Mutitima International Film and Arts Festival in Livingstone, Zambia. A globally certified literary arts influencer, Writer in Residence and Recipient of the EU-Horn of Africa Defend Defenders Protection Fund Grant, Recipient of the Pen Deutschland Exiled Writer Grant. He is an Arts for Peace and Human Rights Catalyst, the Literary Arts Projects Curator, Poet, Writer, publicist is published in more 420 spaces in print and online.

 

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AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN~ This is a Virtual Cruise -Ship of African – Word Smith , Pen-Slingers and Young Poetry Artists. The Digital Caravan carries in its insatiable belly breath taking short writings, mesmerizing essays, heart warming reflections, bone crashing poetry, marrow chilling commentary and mind spinning Hybrid by African Writers ,Poets , Essayists ,Thought leaders in Colleges , Universities and Out of School Writers. The African Caravan celebrates Literary Prowess ,Creative Diversity and Poetry Arts Scholarship. The platform also proffer regular mentor- ship and opportunities to the budding creators of words and rising Literary Artist. It is Founded and published by Literary Arts Diplomatie. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist .FreeSPEECH Fellow at PEN-Zentrum Deutschland. Featured Poetry Artist at WorldBeyondWar.Org.2020 Poet in Residence of the Fictional Cafe .2019 African Fellow at Ihraf.org.cropped-vanavana.jpg

 

INTRODUCING August Editions Guest Editors,

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The WOMAWORDS   and BRAVE VOICES June Edition are marked with success, diversity and the exclusivity.  The Guest Editors that included G Jamie Dedes, the WOMAWORDS Poet Laureate and Francis Otole, the Brave Voices Associate in Nigeria did a sterling job, the June submissions turnover was superb and the selections were excellent. Salutations to the pen-slingers, wordsmith and great poets who took their time to submit to these great editions in June 2020. Your contributions are marked in the book of poetic life. We thank you profoundly. We take   opportunity to introduce new in coming GUEST EDITORS of both BRAVE VOICES AND WOMAWORDS Journals.

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Botswana Poet and Gender Rights Activist Gorata Ntshwabi is the August Edition Guest Editor of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal.GORATA MIGHTY NTSHWABI is a result – oriented and self-driven, Artist Poet and Activist. A registered Poetess herein as Poko Boswa Poetry my Heritage specializing in both traditional Spoken Word and Page poetry. She has since authored an English poetry book “Exploring the Roots Poetry my Heritage, Living Arts and self-published in 2016 and the collection is transcribed into brail for the visually impaired.Gorata holds a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Social Sciences with majors in Sociology and Psychology from Central University of Technology Free State in South Africa and a Post Graduate Diploma in Education in African Languages and Literature from the University of Botswana. Her Writing and Poetry Arts career was realized since years of her childhood .She participated in Schools Arts Activities.Gorata is a member of Maruping Poetry Organization, had an opportunity to mentor young upcoming artists Tlhale jwa Phala Entertainment Group, potential youth leaders for the African Women Leadership Academy and young Karatekas for Botswana Defense Force Thebephatshwa Air Base Karate Club and some individual youth poets.Gorata’s poem ‘’My Environment my Pride’’ was selected among the best poems published in an anthology entitled ‘’Tranquil Peace/Muse’’ for the 2018 11th Guntur International Poetry Festival in India and her Poem Dear South Africa was also selected for top 10 during the Brave Voices Poetry Journal 67 in 2019.

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I AM THE VOICE OF THE VOICELESS.SOLIDARITY MESSAGE from GORATA

 

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My resilience -hardened mindset cannot be easily shaken, made me to believe that freedom of expression is the fundamental basic ingredient of democracy. I stand for equality and equity through my writings and activism work. The world needs brave artists who can stand together to speak freedom and overcome any hardships. we are not going to wallow or dwell on failures instead we must acknowledge situations and fight for change through action.

I urge all artists that the power of your voice is massive ,then allow it to cleanse any murky acts that are meant to bribe those that are desperate and vulnerable .As a poet I take it that poetry is an open boundary to express our feelings with much more freedom and a formula to connect the mind, spiritual being, the inner self, the physical being and the outside world – ( by Gorata Ntshwabi Brave  Voices  August Edition  Guest   Editor and  Brave Voices Botswana  Associate).

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BRAVE VOICES AUGUST EDITION SUBMISSIONS

Send through   a  poem  , 5 line bio  and a photo in the body mail , you copy  to mightyntshwabi@gmail.com and  bravevoicespoetry@gmail.com .

The theme  of the August  Edition  is the AFTERMATH- Pick up  life pieces  after storm ,remain composed  and face the aftermath of the storm with courage  and diligence . The August Edition  is  a journal of re-awakening ,rebound back into  normality.The Deadline  is the 15th  of August  2020 and  it  is addressed  to the Guest Editor and the Subject line  is  Brave Voices August Edition. The Guest Editor will select  10poems and write the editorial commentary  of the   August journal.

 

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LIBERATING VOICES Associate Editor, WOMAWORDS Kenya RePresentative and African Poetic Tigress  Nancy Ndeke isthe  WOMAWORDS  August  Edition  Guest  Editor.NANCY NDEKE  , Poet of international acclaim and a reputable literary arts consultant.Her Writings and Profiles  featured in several Collections, Anthologies and Publications  including the American magazine Wild Fire, Save Africa Anthology. World Federation of Poets in Mexico. Ndeke is a Resident Contributor of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal since Mid-2018. African Contributor to the DIFFERENT TRUTHS- A publication that sensitizes the world on the plight of Autism edited by Aridham Roy.  Ndeke’s Poetry and other Literatures in WILD FIRE PUBLICATION in America published by Susan Joyner Stumpf and Susan Brooke Langdon. ARCS MAGAZINE in New York Edited by DR. Anwer Ghani. Her Women  in Arts Presentation was recently published by WOMEN OF ART (WOA) in Cape Coast in Ghana and  in the  Soy Poesia in Peru. Claudette V pg 11 featured her writings with great reception.AZAHAR from Mexico, with the initiative from Josep Juarez has also featured her poetry. She is also featured in WORLD FESTIVAL OF POTRY (WFP) from Mexico under the able editorial team comprising Luz Maria Lopez .INTERNATIONAL AFRICAN WRITERS from Nigeria, under the able hands of Munyal Markus Manunyi .Patricia Amundsen from Australia featured her poetry on this year’s international women’s day at Messenger of Love, Radio Station. Esteemed poetess Jolly Bhattacharjee featured my works on her greatly acclaimed awareness anthology for 2019, India. She has done  successful collaborations of poetry with Renee Drummond-Brown of USA and another with Dr. Gameli Torzlo of Glassgow University, titled “Mazungumzo ya Shairi “is her latest works, published in 2020 and registered with the Library of Congress, USA.

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SOLIDARITY MESSAGE  To global WOMEN POETS by Nancy Ndeke,

Women are humans; the partner to the fellow human. They are the carriers of life and its nurturers. So when they write, their words borrow from the two genders for they embrace the two as the carriers of both.To write is to share, to speak, to create. Whether the writing seeks to inform or affirm, castigate or congratulate, persuade or amuse, the underlying core is writing is a course in interaction that seeks to bond and compare backgrounds and understanding of our world. Of major key is that when women write, they are able to highlight some of the cultural and historical injustices and biases that has held the gender down for centuries. The woman writer then becomes not only the sister’s keeper but a hand bridging the other gender for a more amicable coexistence- ( By WOMAWORDS  ASSOCIATE IN KENYA and August Edition Guest Editor-Nancy Ndeke).

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WOMAWORDS August Submissions   are, submit to the Guest Editor a poem on WOMEN, LIFE AND LIGHT – reflect to the torch of life women carry in growing communities and cultivating LIVES from tenderness to maturation. And how WOMEN stand the heat, the cold and the roughness of life in their lifetime, the essence of WOMANHOOD and MOTHERHOOD. Send a poem , 5 line  profile and a  photo in the body of mail to  nandeke63@gmail.com  and copy  to womawordpress@gmail.com. Address your submission to the guest Editor and the Subject line is referred as   Poetry and the Essence of Motherhood. The DEADLINE of  the August Edition  is  the 20th of August  and  this  is a WOMEN only  JOURNAL. The Guest Editor will select  10poems and write the editorial commentary  of the   August journal.

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               MEET THE FOUNDER AND PROJECTS CURATOR

MBIZOVINTANGE

Mbizo CHIRASHA ,UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist .Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany. Alumni  of the International Human Rights  Arts Festival in New-York, USA.Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie.  Globally Certified  Arts Mediums Curator and Influencer. Internationally Published Page and Spoken Word Poet. Writer in Residence.  Arts for Human Rights Catalyst.  Core Team Member of the Bezine Arts and Humanities Project. His illustrious poetry , hybrid writings , political commentary ,short fiction , book reviews  and Arts Features are published in more  than 400 spaces notably the Monk  Arts and Soul in  Magazine  in United Kingdom. Atunis Poetry.com in Belgium. Demer press poetry series in Netherlands. World Poetry Almanac in Mongolia.Poesia journal inSlovenia. Bezine Arts and Humanities Webzine in USA. The Poet a Day in Brooklyn ,USA. Litnet Writers Journal in South Africa. African Crayons in Nigeria. Poetry Bulawayo in Zimbabwe. Pulp-pit USA.the Fictional Cafe international Journal , Texas USA.

Ugandan Poet AWADIFO weaves a bold Verse for Africa.

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Rising Ugandan Poet AWADIFO OLGA KILI weaves beautiful verse on Africa and Africaness. Her poetry cultivates a sense of belonging to Africanity famished minds crudely seduced by paradoxical rays of modernity, duped by the rainbow glow of cosmetic revolutions and raved by the new wave hot gossip media. The griot in her slings weaving needle to patch the broken hips of Africa, whose diamond is plundered by rotten to core corrupt political pundits and cartels stinking economic Tsars. Awadifo sings of the beautiful Africa of yesterday, Africa of today groaning in the grief of loss and the pain. And then Africa that can be restored, the poet is bold to point on the both tragedies and beauties of Africa of all our times. Kili is a pan Africanist, a and an optimist with a deep pit belly belief and fervent passion that African can be restored to its golden ages again, to be a war-less, peaceful, rich, beautiful and bold Africa. Awadifo is Currently a student of Law. An Award-winning Author A fast rising poet and Advocate of the girlchild. Awadifo is our Young Women representative and WOMAWORDS Associate in Uganda. Let the African Poetess Speak- (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA)

 

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AFRICAN CHILD

 

I am an African child

Tender, calm and mild.

Each morning I wake up

From my reeds-made bed

And from the hut of hope,

I stretch, I stretch my potentials.

 

The sky streaks with the first ray of dawn

And it’s the first thing my eyes see.

My ears listen to the whistles of the ocean

And songs of trees blown by the wind.

Mountain tops are my playgrounds

So cold like the snow on Margarita

And so peaceful like heaven is.

 

I am an African child

Innocent like the Crested Crane

Not hateful like the poison woman.

Yet sometimes I am fierce too

Like the able lions in Serengeti.

I am not ashamed of Africa.

My ancestors turn and twist with grace,

They’ve blessed me with countless wealth

Like the Massai Pastoralists in Ngorongoro.

 

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 COME BACK HOME, AFRICA.

 

Come back home, Africa!

Mayibuye, grandma Africa!

Oh my Africa,I cherish the golden old days

Gifted with rays of glory and beauty of traditions

While decked with bronze, gold and ivory.

 

Africa, the Canaan blessed with honey and milk,

Land of plenty,

A tabernacle for harmony,

And a temple of peace.

Oh Africa, I yearn for those golden years.

 

A jewel and the succulent breast of mother earth.

Africa my homeland, Africa the cradle of mankind

This verse is my ritual of solidarity.

Come back Africa!

Mayibuye Africa!

Your grandchildren are grieving your silence.

We sing for the return of the shining moon

And the glow of the sun over the land of greatness,

sacred beauty, Africa of Sahara,Africa of Kalahari,

Africa my beauty.

 

Oh my Africa, I miss the mist quilted hills

And fog hugged valleys,

The golden dew clutched footpath to the cornfields

I cherish the soprano of doves,

the tenor of young monkeys from hilltops,

and the baritone of frogs praising God for rain.

 

I love you Africa,you’re a Godly monument

Ancient house endowed with fortune and fertility.

Africa, once the land of plenty

Your beautiful souls drink from palm wine calabashes

and bathe in coconut oil.

Dear Africa, I cherish grandma’s granary

belching with grain and life.

 

Africa,you are the beat of my song

and the rhythm of my dance.

Oh i miss the golden ancient times.

Your fontanelle carries the sacredness of riddles

and holiness of folktales,my Africa.

 

Mayibuye Africa!

Come back Africa!

 

 

 

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SONG OF AN AFRICAN WRITER.

 

I am an African writer.

I praise my African heritage with a song

Like a herdsman’s song for his cattle.

Endlessly, marvelously vivid I sound.

I grace my writings with a pen and a paper.

I sharpen my consistency like the Black Smith’s knife.

 

My pen stands with grace

Turns and twists itself in a dance.

Dressed in many colors and spots

Like Africa’s beautiful Guinea fowl

And well behaved like the fortunate mother’s child.

 

My pen is significant like a herdsman’s horn

He uses to sing love songs for his cattle.

I spend all my decades with my ink

Like the Namibian desert attached to the ocean.

 

I long for more active days

More than the wives who sit with legs stretched

Weaving their mats slowly like a snail.

I yearn for more years of ink

As I speak the language of tradition.

 

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 MY AFRICAN MAMA.

 

My African Mama, I rise for you against spears of hate and sorrow.

Yes,I stand for you and with me, African Mama.

You endured, you lived, you died many times for me.

 

African Mama, your resilience stood the salt of years,

the humility of menstruation and pains of gestation.

Dear African Mama, I carved a song in my heart,

I wish they all sing hymns of peace.

 

African Mama, your mouth blows out mist like Kirinyaga

And it kisses heaven like Kilimanjaro.

Your lips are cherry and your apparition pitch blood.

You are dark and lovely,you are a black Queen Mother.

You are an African emblem of truth, care and peace.

 

Mama,your peace is within the pit of your womb.

You sing from the caves of your heart

You lived and you’re living for us.

 

Selfless you are, my African Mama.

Your belly carries hope for traditions,

tongues spoken and unspoken.

You endured the pain of early morning coldness

To the well with your clay moulded pot

Where you encountered with hunters, palm wine tappers

Plus leopards and hyenas on missions to feed their bellies.

Your hands touch for generations,

Yours have tasted mist, soot

Wept from smoke all decades of your life.

 

Mama,you woke up with sunrise

And again never sits at sunset.

Mama, your body carries Africaness,

mightiness and willingness.

Mama,your breasts are turgid with milk to feed my toothless self.

Your eyes have seen holy, unholy and sacred.

Mama, your name must be preserved in a song.

 

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POET AWADIFO OLGA KILI is a Ugandan Author, Poetess and Law Student.She’s the Author of the book ‘Victorious Tales’ seeking to address human rights concerns.Some of her writings have featured in journals and anthologies internationally.

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MEET  THE  AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN PUBLISHER

MBIZOVINTANGE

 

Mbizo CHIRASHA ,UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist .Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany. Alumni  of the International Human Rights  Arts Festival in New-York, USA.Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie.  Globally Certified  Arts Mediums Curator and Influencer. Internationally Published Page and Spoken Word Poet. Writer in Residence.  Arts for Human Rights Catalyst.  Core Team Member of the Bezine Arts and Humanities Project. His illustrious poetry , hybrid writings , political commentary ,short fiction , book reviews  and Arts Features are published in more  than 400 spaces notably the Monk  Arts and Soul in  Magazine  in United Kingdom. Atunis Poetry.com in Belgium. Demer press poetry series in Netherlands. World Poetry Almanac in Mongolia.Poesia journal inSlovenia. Bezine Arts and Humanities Webzine in USA. The Poet a Day in Brooklyn ,USA. Litnet Writers Journal in South Africa. African Crayons in Nigeria. Poetry Bulawayo in Zimbabwe. Pulp-pit USA.the FictionalCafe international Journal , Texas USA.

 

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AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN- This is a Virtual Cruise -Ship of African – Word Smith , Pen-Slingers and Young Poetry Artists. The Digital Caravan carries in its insatiable belly breath taking short writings, mesmerizing essays, heart warming reflections, bone crashing poetry, marrow chilling commentary and mind spinning Hybrid by African Writers ,Poets , Essayists ,Thought leaders in Colleges , Universities and Out of School Writers. The African Caravan celebrates Literary Prowess ,Creative Diversity and Poetry Arts Scholarship. The platform also proffer regular mentor- ship and opportunities to the budding creators of words and rising Literary Artist. It is Founded and published by Literary Arts Diplomatie. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist .FreeSPEECH Fellow at PEN-Zentrum Deutschland. Featured Poetry Artist at WorldBeyondWar.Org.2020 Poet in Residence of the Fictional Cafe .2019 African Fellow at Ihraf.orga3poem

Botswana Poet Gorata Speaks in Sacred Tongues of AFRICA-NITY

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Botswana Poet GORATA is an African griot patriot poet. Her deep pit belly passion for Africa is glued in her DNA, I suppose by the sacred Gods of letters and Verse. Her poetry speaks AFRICANITY with immeasurable pride, the pride of an African Princess with her fervent dance to the shelling of Kalimba and the chirruping of African Wonder bird, Shezu. The poet griot in Gorata retraces her African anthropological settings from the adorable Okavango to the mesmerizing ancient pyramids of the phenomenal land of Egypt. The poet patriot is an African first, secondly, a chronicler of African beauty, thirdly an African storyteller of beloved land. Land held together by sacred tongues, endowed with natural wealth. Reading Goratas poetry is as grazing through the lush pastures of Guinea Bissau, mining the copper wealth from the Zambia Copper belt. Sitting up the zenith of gigantic Kilimanjaro reading life through the magnificent palm canopies of Bangamoyo. It is an expedition into the sacred Madzimbabwe, House of Stone and a careful stroll along Dedan Kimathi Avenue in Nairoberry Metropolis. Malawi the land of wonderment and our human glory.  While Africa is gifted with natural abundance, cultural sacredness and human beauty. In winding off her poetic ritual, Gorata summons African Dictators to a Poetic ritual cleansing, as rebukes them of squandering the fruits of freedom and dirtying the mats revolution, while painting revolutions with the blood of generations. AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, as of our values are dipped in promoting African Poetry Artists, African Literatures, African established and Rising Literary Voices. We are proud   to feature this amazing poesy by one great storyteller, mesmerizing Griot, African Poetry Princess GORATA MIGHTY NTSHWABI – (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA)

 

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AFRICA
The birthplace of mankind
The igniting sparks
holding our hopes for liberty
The organic manure cultivating our fortitude for success
Queens and kings
emperors
heroes and heroines are hearts and souls of Africa
Gold, diamond and platinum , the wealth of Africa
And the sunrise in Africa, the land  of plenty.
The sacred caves of royal secrets
The platoon of fauna and flora
The one and only ancestors’ golden treasure
Our hearts stay calm in the midst of any pestilence
Africa!

 

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 AMONG THE WORLD ELEGANT LANDMARKS
Among the world’s elegant landmarks
Like scents through the hour glass, so are the crystals of the universe
Botswana the fascinating world
A mother to popular landmarks #the Kalahari Desert, the Okavango Delta

And the Chobe National Park
The royal caves of fauna and flora
The gem of Africa the birding utopia the wildlife haven
Zimbabwe the jewel of the world,Dzimba-hwe ,House of Stone,Wonder of the world ,

Mutapa Empire the charismatic land of  sacredness And ancestral holiness,

Zimbabwe, the  land  of  ever heart -smashing smiles
Pillared with unscripted hardworking hands.

Zambia the earth  blessed with copper  and the promise of  hope
Kenya the sacrosanct of dramatic extremes and classic contrasts
Scenic landscapes, alpine snows and metropolis of the  Nairobi
The engraved petroglyphs of souvenirs
The Maasai beads, kiondo, macadamia nuts and kitengela glass.

A Wonderment!
Uganda the land of  soothing coffee, a delicacy of Kings
South Africa ,land gifted  of golden treasures. Gods holy hand touched this land
Mozambique the haven of heavens for pristine beaches, uninhabited island, incredible scuba divers’ dolphins, whale sharks, rays and turtles. Water Wonderland. The Bliss of many souls. A Stewpot of many tongues and  traditions
Rwanda Africa’s breathtaking scenery
The land of blessed with lush hills, when  at  dawn the mist caps the forehead of the land

And golden dew bathes the feet of grandmothers in their fervent rush to daily adventure.
Sudan Africa’s biggest offspring
The world’s largest web collection of pyramids
Africa’s oil breast, we suckle from the succulent nipples with the zeal of Africa-ness
Lush ,beautiful, abundant  and succulent
Eswathini the royalty of  Africa, the remaining standing
And  absolute monarchy
Home of the prestigious glass and craftsmanship
Malawi the warm heart of Africa
The home to spring  waters and giant fish species
Web cage to the famous Thyolo Alete
A haven for snorkeling, kayaking and diving
Nigeria the magnificent gorge of crude oil
Tanzania the canvas of iconic destinations the highest peak on the seven continents #Kilimanjaro
Ethiopia the first land that appears in the bible during the creation of garden of Eden
The land where the ark of the ancient covenant is found even today
Welcome to Africa!

 

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MY MESSAGE TO AFRICAN DICTATORS

Lord exalt my horn as I speak freedom
Distract my enemies as I speak nothing but truth
Our treasures vanished like they never existed
Before the eyes of dictatorship regimes
All landed on hands of selfish scavengers
Diamond cartels and gold diggers
War devils who led with spears and arrows
Dictators with dark coated heart,smeared their horrific faces with tones and tons of oil and yet still remained shrunk
Horrific monsters who claimed to be leaders and yet tormenting dealers

Never cared when hundreds and thousands died and suffered from famine
Holding false meetings maneuvering corruption verses in the spirit of democracy
From riches Africa has been transformed to racks by your own  dirty hands
What have you planted for the upcoming generation?
Who are hoping to step into your shoes and draw a legacy
These are young souls who have already been transformed into brutal monsters who massacre without pity
Women and girls heartlessly made to easily lose their God given treasures without mercy
Africa has been crafted to be an emblem of peace and stability
A sacred land flooding freedom like waters of the mighty Victoria Falls
A haven of heavens of intellectuals who are to make the world the best place ever
While so many are silent i salute my pen to speak for me
For i speak truth without fear nor hesitation
Empty and fake promises must fall
Corruption, economic stabbing,political decadence,xenophobia, last but not list gender violence must fall
One sided and self centered murky decisions must fall
We need back our erect land
It doesn’t matter which cave in Africa i exist from
Whether i still have the opportunity to eat with a silver spoon or what
For when daughters and sons of the soil suffer the menacles and shackles and can’t breath then i can’t breath too
Black lives matter too!

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GORATA MIGHTY NTSHWABI   is a result – oriented and self-driven
Botswana Citizen. A registered Poetess herein as Poko Boswa Poetry my Heritage specializing in both traditional Spoken Word and Page poetry. She has since authored an English poetry book “Exploring the Roots Poetry my Heritage, Living Arts and self-published in 2016 and the collection is transcribed into brail for the visually impaired.
Gorata holds a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Social Sciences with majors in Sociology and Psychology from Central University of Technology Free State in South Africa and a Post Graduate Diploma in Education in African Languages and Literature from the University of Botswana. Her  Writing  and  Poetry Arts career was  realized since years of  her childhood .She  participated in  Schools Arts Activities. Gorata is a member of Maruping Poetry Organization, had an opportunity to mentor young upcoming artists Tlhale jwa Phala Entertainment Group, potential youth leaders for the African Women Leadership Academy and young Karatekas for Botswana Defense Force Thebephatshwa Air Base Karate Club and some individual youth poets.Gorata’s poem ‘’My Environment my Pride’’ was selected among the best poems published in an anthology entitled ‘’Tranquil Peace/Muse’’ for the 2018 11th Guntur International Poetry Festival in India and her Poem Dear South Africa was also selected for top 10 during the Brave Voices Poetry Journal 67 in 2019 .

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                AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN Founding eDitor and  Projects Curator.

 

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Mbizo CHIRASHA ,UNESCO-RILA  Affiliate Artist .Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany. Alumni  of the International Human Rights  Arts Festival in New-York, USA.Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie.  Globally Certified  Arts Mediums Curator and Influencer. Internationally Published Page and Spoken Word Poet. Writer in Residence.  Arts for Human Rights Catalyst.  Core Team Member of the Bezine Arts and Humanities Project. His illustrious poetry , hybrid writings , political commentary ,short fiction , book reviews  and Arts Features are published in more  than 400 spaces notably the Monk  Arts and Soul in  Magazine  in United Kingdom. Atunis Poetry.com in Belgium. Demer press poetry series in Netherlands. World Poetry Almanac in Mongolia.Poesia journal inSlovenia. Bezine Arts and Humanities Webzine in USA. The Poet a Day in Brooklyn ,USA. Litnet Writers Journal in South Africa. African Crayons in Nigeria. Poetry Bulawayo in Zimbabwe. Pulp-pit USA.the FictionalCafe international Journal , Texas USA. Best New African Poetry series in Zimbabwe, Zimbolicious Poetry Collections in Zimbabwe. Co-edited Street Voices International Publications with Andreas Weiland  in Germany.Co-Edited  Silent Voices Anthology, a Tribute to Chinua Achebe. Co-Edited the Corpses of Unity,solidarity collection to victimzed Cameroonians with Nsah Mala. Curated and Edited the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry ,Inside Digraceland speaking poetic truth to the Mugabe regime and other bad regimes.  He owns the Time of  the Poet blog zine ,MIOMBOPUBLISHING that published the #GlobalCallforPeaceProject titled the Second of EARTH is Peace.A LETTER to the PRESIDENT his experimental  resistance poetry colection was released  in August 2019 by Mwanaka and Media Publishing.. Co- Authored Whispering Woes of Ganges and Zambezi with Sweta Vikram in India. Good Morning President his first poetry collection was published in 2011  by Zimbabwean published based in United Kingdom, Diaspora Publishers.COVID 19 Satansdeadly fart is forthcoming. Chirasha is  Founder  and the Chief Editor of Brave Voices Poetry Journal, https://bravevoicespress.home.blog/ and    WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS,https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/

 

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AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN- This is a Virtual Cruise -Ship of African – Word Smith , Pen-Slingers and Young Poetry Artists. The Digital Caravan carries in its insatiable belly breath taking short writings, mesmerizing essays, heart warming reflections, bone crashing poetry, marrow chilling commentary and mind spinning Hybrid by African Writers ,Poets , Essayists ,Thought leaders in Colleges , Universities and Out of School Writers. The African Caravan celebrates Literary Prowess ,Creative Diversity and Poetry Arts Scholarship. The platform also proffer regular mentor- ship and opportunities to the budding creators of words and rising Literary Artist. It is Founded and published by Literary Arts Diplomatie. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist .FreeSPEECH Fellow at PEN-Zentrum Deutschland. Featured Poetry Artist at WorldBeyondWar.Org.2020 Poet in Residence of the Fictional Cafe .2019 African Fellow at Ihraf.org. https://web.facebook.com/mbizo.chirasha/.https://www.linkedin.com/in/mbizo-chirasha-9ba48a42/cropped-vanavana.jpg

TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC embraces Canadian Talents  

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TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC  have since started a collaborative project with gifted Storyteller, Avid Writer and rising Projects Curator and Brave Voices Poetry Journal Canadian Associate DARCIE FRIESEN HOSSACK.  Time of the Poet values are rooted in promotion of Diversity, Exclusivity and Creativity. And based on that it is vital to organize international Digital Literary Arts Collaborations with the goal of promoting Tolerance among communities, love, Diversity of Ideas, Dialogue and Togetherness. We need to celebrate Voices and as such feature them on the Digital   Literary Arts Thickets. This time our Collaboration is based on Poetry and Flash Fiction that speak tolerance, peace-building, diversity of ideas and human freedoms. Thematic areas are Tolerating a Diversity of Ideas, matters of race, cultural diversity, peace -building, international Culturalintegrations and tolerance. Situations like COVID -19 teaches us to embrace each other and work together for the good of selves and the entire world.

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 TIME OF THE POET Canadian Initiative

This project is executed to   formalize   positive exchanges between African Digital Spaces, Young African Voices with their counterparts abroad, in this case Canada. The Canadian initiative will be coordinated   and edited by the versatile storytelling Maestro Darcie Friesen Hossack.15 entries   of Poetry(20lines) and Flash Fiction (1000 words) will be selected by the Coordinator   and the Guest Editor of TIME OF THE POET Canadian initiative. We need 15 entries of Poets and Flash Fiction on this Special Blog. This project is for Young Writers and Poets (published and unpublished) resident in Canada. All entries are sent through to the Project Coordinator and the initiative Guest Editor via email  at  dfh.poetry.prose@gmail.com and  the Deadline  of Submission is the 20th of July 2020. For more  information send questions  to dfh.poetry.prose@gmail.com.

 

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INTERESTING NEWS-The global online poetry journal, Time of the Poet Republic, will be producing its first-ever all-Canadian edition. Together with UNESCO-Rile Affiliate Artist and globally Acclaimed Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie.

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PROFILE OF THE TIME OF THE POET Canadian Initiative Coordinator and Editor.

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DARCIE FRIESEN HOSSACK is a graduate of the Humber School for Writers. Her short story collection, Mennonites Don’t Dance, was a runner-up for the Danuta Glede Award, shortlisted for the Commonwealth Writers Prize and the Ontario Library Association’s Forest of Reading Evergreen Award for Adult Fiction. Citing irreverence, the book was banned by the LA Crete Public Library in Northern Alberta.Having mentored with Giller finalists Sandra Birdsell (The Russlander) and Gail Anderson Dargatz (Spawning Grounds, The Cure for Death by Lightening), DARCIE is now completing her first novel where, for a family with a Seventh-day Adventist father and a Mennonite mother, the End Times are just around the corner. DARCIE is also a four time judge of the Whistler Independent Book Awards, and a career food writer. She lives in Northern Alberta, Canada, with her husband, a chef.

                     

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                       MEET Founder and Chief  Editor  ,Mbizo CHIRASHA

MBIZOVINTANGE

UNESCO-RILA  Affiliate Artist .Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany. Alumni  of the International Human Rights  Arts Festival in New-York, USA.Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie.  Globally Certified  Arts Mediums Curator and Influencer. Internationally Published Page and Spoken Word Poet. Writer in Residence.  Arts for Human Rights Catalyst.  Core Team Member of the Bezine Arts and Humanities Project. His illustrious poetry , hybrid writings , political commentary ,short fiction , book reviews  and Arts Features are published in more  than 400 spaces notably the Monk  Arts and Soul in  Magazine  in United Kingdom. Atunis Poetry.com in Belgium. Demer press poetry series in Netherlands. World Poetry Almanac in Mongolia.Poesia journal inSlovenia. Bezine Arts and Humanities Webzine in USA. The Poet a Day in Brooklyn ,USA. Litnet Writers Journal in South Africa. African Crayons in Nigeria. Poetry Bulawayo in Zimbabwe. Pulp-pit USA.the FictionalCafe international Journal , Texas USA. Best New African Poetry series in Zimbabwe, Zimbolicious Poetry Collections in Zimbabwe. Co-edited Street Voices International Publications with Andreas Weiland  in Germany.Co-Edited  Silent Voices Anthology, a Tribute to Chinua Achebe. Co-Edited the Corpses of Unity,solidarity collection to victimzed Cameroonians with Nsah Mala. Curated and Edited the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry ,Inside Digraceland speaking poetic truth to the Mugabe regime and other bad regimes.  He owns the Time of  the Poet blog zine ,MIOMBOPUBLISHING that published the #GlobalCallforPeaceProject titled the Second of EARTH is Peace.A LETTER to the PRESIDENT his experimental  resistance poetry colection was released  in August 2019 by Mwanaka and Media Publishing.. Co- Authored Whispering Woes of Ganges and Zambezi with Sweta Vikram in India. Good Morning President his first poetry collection was published in 2011  by Zimbabwean published based in United Kingdom, Diaspora Publishers.COVID 19 Satansdeadly fart is forthcoming. Chirasha is  Founder  and the Chief Editor of Brave Voices Poetry Journal, https://bravevoicespress.home.blog/ and    WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS,https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/

 

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Time of the Poet  Anthology Series– a global poetry call platform  that have matured from being a single profile blog article into a globally acclaimed theme based  anthology series with the latest  SECOND NAME OF EARTH IS PEACE – a multi-genre collection of short stories ,hybrid essays,flash fiction  and poetry for peace  and  freedom of expression reflections.ALAN BRITT 60000

Benedixio Moore Khoti is our Modern African Poetry Tiger.

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I met the African Poetic Tiger, BENEDIXIO MOORE KHOTI while grazing through lyric immersed terrains on this our great digital thicket. His poetic chants echo the lush but snow-capped foothills of Table Mountains and reverberate the hieroglyphic decorated ancient walls of the century old pyramids.  Griot patriot Khoti traverses with keen and willing reader through cracks and crevices of old and new Africa.In his writings, we read feeble Africa holding on the straws of modernity, while sneezing from disease, war and trauma. We see old Africa standing in the glory of its  sacred identity  and as such  glowing with rays of promise .And another  Africa of now that has become a  rag , where delinquent  warlords step  on with their  rough and road hardened feet, they wipe their blood filth  and snort  and only to die and  leave innocent generations quivering in hovels of sufferance   . The imagery sizzling in this poetry stew pot is vivid and head rolling. Again, his rhythm clogged verses are well-rehearsed hymns of wild pigeons chirruping freedom sopranos after dark nights of hell storms and voracious veld-fires. Mama Africa, the poem is a mesmerizing African story told through a mind spinning verse.  BENEDIXIO MOORE KHOTI is a widely published poet. An African literary Arts Activist. A reputable storyteller. An advocate of Social Justice. Khoti is a sterling member of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal and a firm literary combatant of our revolution towards the freedom of expression and freedom after expression. This Profile Feature is a genuine for poetry Ambassadorship of African literary arts on the global map and it is an accolade for his immense contribution of verses of reason to the African readership and the entire international audience- (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA)

 

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MAMA AFRICA (Capetown to Cairo)

Cape town to Cairo;

Slogans chanted,

Ululations echo,

atmosphere enchanted.

Cape town to Cairo;

Drums spring into spasms of sound.

Gongs belch melodious tunes,

tongues knit sweet songs –

so soothing as bland.

Cape town to Cairo;

a people mingle,

hearts tingle,

cultures tangle,

mouths chuckle,

smiles twinkle;

this auspicious day

vomiting a new way

when

Mama Africa is drenched in color of glamour

and beautifully enshrined as a sacred temple

where sheer love is deeply mangled at the altar

where

one people come devoted to bow in reverence

paying homage to her majesty.

Oh Mama Africa…

How proud you stand basking in glory

with etched scars tarnished to stars.

How firmly you tell a story of gloom history

of how your body was so gory

stained by bloodshed from hands unholy.

Oh Mama Africa…

How sweet you look,

natural as a brook,

promising like a new book.

Mama Africa,

an unctuous seductress you are,

far above par

with palatable breasts;

Kinshasa and Mombasa.

How seductive and sedate

is your heavy bosom

marked by chasms of utopia;

Angola and Ethiopia.

Oh Mama Africa,

How beautiful you stand

like a strand off a wand

of a golden hand.

How cute the tips

of your lips;

Capetown and Ras Ben.

How apt and soft

is you fine tan skin

tattooed in a smile of the Nile

and the eminence of Kilimanjaro,

You

Who

dexterously escaped the shackles of slavery

as though a spook and disappeared into an evasive nook,

eluding selfish eyes that sparkled with jealousy,

You who halted the lashes of torture

and sent the oppressor into an eternal seizure.

©BENEDIXIO’SDIARIES MMXX.

 

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LIKE AN EAGLE, I WILL RISE

Even if life unleashes

its spike and bites

and the devil

spreads his umbrella of evil,

casting gloominess over my whole

body and soul.

Even if the world spins madly

out of control

and the threads that patch me together

dismantle and fall

rendering my whole

useless and more.

Even if my soul grows

weak and weary

and my eyes dingy and dreary,

imbued by hues of forlornness…

Even if my laughter leaps

to scatter and scamper

and my heart drowns

in oceans of sorrows.

Even if days of my prime

meander into a conundrum

and silent time

pukes an ambiguous tantrum.

Even if my dawn’s

are eclipsed by Dusk’s

and my sweet dreams

fade into shades of nightmares.

Even if the hands of life

brutally slap my merriment

with a prolonged misnomer

and the belly of my universe

becomes a plethora

choke – full with pains,

and my eyes come to be obscured

with a gossamer of tears ;

Like a Phoenix,

I shall rise from my ashes

and flex my clobbered wings.

Like the sturdy Eagle

with no equal,

I shall soar

high above the uproar

of bard omen

and emerge refined and unequivocal.

Like the eminent mountains,

I will stand and tower over

the bundles of my troubles.

Like a monsoon noon,

Unlike a loon,

I will be boon

to all manner of life

twixt sun and moon.

I will glean

fractions of my scattered smiles

and regenerate them into a beam

to set my lips agleam.

©BENEDIXIO’SDIARIES MMXX.

 

 

 

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NOW THAT…………..

Now that man has been tamed

into becoming one and human

and blind heart of mankind

believes we are only one kind

abandoning our class and filthy egos

ripping off our garments of stubbornness

that sozzled us thinking we are God’s equals,

Now that time sings a sombre song

and the gong of death masquerades

as a new ding – dong

and the jollity of humanity

is slightly butchered and fractured,

Now that the world is drunk with fear

and madly spins upside down

turning mans smile into a frown

imposing hope as the latest religion,

Now that the universe is buried in hallucinations

and shock and misery poses as currency of all nations

in these solemn times when footsteps of time

are marked with certain uncertainty

and faces no longer reflect traces of various races.

Now that Mother earth

has grown weak and cold

pinched by claws of wrath

and her eyes imbued by shades of tears,

Now that the conviviality mood of every neighbourhood

has soured into unpleasant sombreness

of disturbia and melancholia

and death looms and hovers

over everything and all

like the watchful skies,

Now that we have crossed the bridge

and tapped onto an alien stage

where age is chopped down to nothing but numbers,

Now that men are mere as men

humbled into oneness

like a synchronous chorus

begging and pleading with God and gods

to come to their rescue,

Now that reality has sent humanity

skating on thin ice

when underneath flares the fires of vanity…

Will human once again repent

and embrace sanity till eternity,

day dreaming all this pandemic

is just a camera

showcasing an epic chimera.

 

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BENEDIXIO MOORE KHOTI is a Writer,Songwriter,page poet ,spoken word artist and a storyteller hailing from Zambia.He is a contributing Associate representing his country at the Brave Voices Poetry Journal .He’s literary works have been featured in many anthologies and journals that include the 63rd,64th,65 and 66th edition of the brave voices poetry journals. His works can be traced in books by poetry planet namely ‘A Bowl of peace and ‘The Pillar’,His poems have been featured in a books by Esteemed Author Brenda Mohammed of Trinidad and Tobago in books with tags ; ‘Break the Silence’ and A Spark of hope Volume II.He is a gold categorised member of the largest online literary platform Motivational strips,His Poem has been selected as poem of the month in Voice of the orphanage – Every child lifeline 2020 April edition.

 

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                       MEET THE AFRICA WRITERS CHRONICLER AND PUBLISHER

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MBIZO CHIRASHA is a UNESCO -RILA Affiliate
Artist(https://gramnet.wordpress.com/2020/06/01/new-unesco-rila-affiliate-artist-mbizo-chirasha/).
FREEDOM SPEECH Fellow at PEN- Zentrum Deutschland. Poet in Residence at the Fictional Café (International publishing and literary digital space). 2019 Sotambe Festival Live Literature Hub and Poetry Café Curator. 2019 African Fellow for the International Human Rights Art Festival (https://ihraf.org/international-fellows), Essays Contributor to Monk Art and Soul Magazine in United Kingdom. Arts Features Writer at the International Cultural Weekly. Featured Writer Poet Activist at The Poet A Day (https://jamiededes.com/). Core Team Member and African Contributor to Bezine of Arts and Humanities(https://thebezine.com/) in USA. Flash/Short Fiction Writer for Squawk Back Publication (http://www.thesquawkback.com/2020/01/mbizo.html). Contributing Writer (Africa) to IHRAF Publishes-https://ihraf.org/ihraf-publishes.The Originator of the
Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign. Curator of MiomboPublishing Blog Journal (https://miombopublishing.wordpress.com/). Founder and Chief Editor of WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. Founder and Curator of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal. Co-Editor of Street Voices Poetry triluangal collection (English, African Languages and Germany) initiated by Andreas Weiland in Germany. Poetry Contributor to AtunisPoetry.com in Belgium. African Contributor to DemerPress International Poetry Book Series in Netherlands. African Contributor to the World Poetry Almanac
Poetry Series in Mongolia. His latest 2019 collection of experimental poetry A LETTER TO THE PRESIDENT was released by Mwanaka Media and Publishing and is both in print, on Amazon.com and at is featured at African Books Collective. 2003 Young Literary Arts Delegate to the Goteborg International Book Fair Sweden (SIDA AFRICAN PAVILION). 2009 Poet in Residence of the International Conference of African Culture and Development (ICACD) in Ghana. 2009 Fellow to the inaugural UNESCO- Africa Photo- Novel Publishers and Writers Training in Tanzania. 2015 Artist in Residence of the Shunguna Mutitima International Film and Arts Festival in Livingstone, Zambia. A globally certified literary arts influencer, Writer in Residence and Recipient of the EU-Horn of Africa Defend Defenders Protection Fund Grant, Recipient of the Pen Deutschland Exiled Writer Grant. He is an Arts for Peace and Human Rights Catalyst, the Literary Arts Projects Curator, Poet, Writer, publicist is published in more 400 spaces in print and online.

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AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN- This is a Virtual Cruise -Ship of African – Word Smith, Pen-Slingers and Young Poetry Artists. The Digital Caravan carries in its insatiable belly breath taking short writings, mesmerizing essays, heartwarming reflections, bone crashing poetry, marrow chilling commentary and mind spinning Hybrid by African Writers, Poets, Essayists, Thought leaders in Colleges, Universities and Out of School Writers. The African Caravan celebrates Literary Prowess, Creative Diversity and Poetry Arts Scholarship. The platform also proffers regular mentor- ship and opportunities to the budding creators of words and rising Literary Artist. It is Founded and published by Literary Arts Diplomatie. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist. Free SPEECH Fellow at PEN-Zentrum Deutschland. Featured Poetry Artist at WorldBeyondWar.Org.2020 Poet in Residence of the Fictional Cafe .2019 African Fellow at ihraf.org.VANAVANA

NGAM EMMANUEL , an African Poet Extraodinaire.

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When genius is concocted with talent, prowess and resilience, the resultant is usually legendary.  NGAM EMMANUEL writes bone shattering verses, spine chilling poesy. His poetry is a resilient shoot- out heist to the victims of identity crisis, to instigators of racial slur and to imbeciles vomiting slogan snort and politically poisoned propaganda on our once clean mats of freedom. The pen slinger spews ridicule and hard rock granite truth to double bellied economic pundits and morally decadent pseudo revolutionaries urinating   wars, abject poverty and hunger on this once beautiful earth God has created to be a habitat for all. I am wowed by the dexterity in the dictionary. Likewise, Iam blown away by the prowess of reason within every verse of this poetic gem. Ngam Emmanuel is an African poet, a practicing   Teacher of English and Literary Arts Activist born and bred in Cameroon. Let the African speak truth to Cameroon, to Africa and the entire world. NGAM is   currently the Brave Voices Poetry Journal Associate in Cameroon. Emmanuel has stood with our literary arts activism project since the inception of the Zimbabwe We WANT Poetry Campaign, Brave Voices Poetry Journal and the TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC. Today, AFRICAN WRITERS CARAVAN features the writings of the poet extraordinaire, Cameroonian NGAM EMMANUEL Aluta Continua – (Blurb Mbizo CHIRASHA).

 

 

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ADORNMENTS OF DECEPTION

Billion pots of creams daily cooked

Spiked with hydroquinone and mercury

Inhibiting melanin concoctions

To lighten glistening oily ebony skin.

 

Assorted jars, tubes, bottles in display

Polished with glamorous slogans;

‘Safe and effective’

‘Scientifically proven’

Pharmaceutical scam to swell sales?

 

Seizures of fury arrest souls seeing

Colossal plants of renown lie

Equating beauty to light skin

Upholding light skin for right skin

Pleasurably fostering its color prejudice.

 

Shocked, clients enthusiastically seen

Screening catalogs for latest products

–Armpit whitener—

–Genital whitener—

–Fairness baby whitener—

Ready for any bullshit just to be fair.

 

Bleaching—adorned threads of deceit

Paradoxical chase of happy shadows

Prolonged usage, bitter predicament

Blue black discoloration—eyesore–

 

Stretched thinned inelastic skin

Invaded by blotched blemishes of

Itchy rash, vulnerable to cancerous infections

Skin dressed with reddish black sports

Worsen by toes, ankles resistant to change.

 

If black is unique power

If black isn’t vain and lower

If color affects not genetic structure

If ebony can’t give birth to white skin

Then it is more than just a vain desire

So inwardly you redirect your sail.

 

Be  then the noctiflorous bloom

Loving dark skin as flowery meteor in

Dark pitch night, smiling of its singleness.

 

Arise, celebrate your sexy chocolate complexion

Let it glisten with endless seasons of time.

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FREE AT LAST

Daily she walked the lane of freedom

Though rough and tough she fought still

“Was accepting captivity not a cursed nativity?””

She thought, then resolved to fight with all ability

 

Slave status others simply embraced

Silenced, feeding fat, yet a lot captured

Freedom’s history was in resistance

An urge that hardened her resilience

 

A kangaroo trial, landed her in a dingy cocoon

Shackled to be silenced and marooned

Torturous chrysalis dampened not her spirit

Patiently she waited resurrection from pit

 

Arresting freedom would be arresting a ghost

A revolution is a spirit, so many a man do boast

“Wasn’t it intangible and invisible?” Eternally

unquenchable, it’s embers ever glowed?

 

Butterfly’s’ time at last, freedom’s own time

Miracle of the grave occurred when bells chimed

Cocoon broke open, it flew fly out triumphant

Tomb’s days over, we danced in songs jubilant

 

fetters let loose life became better

light of human spirit and dignity restored

Jail’s doors were flung wide opened,

freedom’s feathers by her were purchased

 

@Ngam Emmanuel Beyia 3-9-19

 

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I SHALL WAIT…………

Till the day sun sojourned to Limbo returns

And blossom like petals at the break of dawn

Till the guns are silenced and migratory birds

return to sing once more in these silent woods

Till the lurking demons are encased in a cocoon

And Goliath’s skull with stone and sling

crushed to smithereens in a salvific tackle

Till the crimson rivulets are cleansed for drinking

And the heavy boots stop shooting and raping

Till the grisly stench of blood like miasma

Leaves our streets and shrines

Till the secret codes of tribal crusaders are decoded

And besmirching campaigns and hate speech beheaded

Till the school playgrounds left for the grass

are once more filled with laughter and warmth

Till homeland that stands forlorn

like ground set for a horror movie

regains it’s peace and tranquility

Till the sons of men learn to sit and talk

Forgive and forget

I wait and will wait till I’ll wait no more

But when the messianic train from the sky

appears in heavenly splendor

Many shall sing, more shall regret

for time, souls and property lost

in a senseless fratricidal war.

 

©®Ngam Emmanuel Beyia 13-6-20

 

 

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TAPESTRY OF LIFE

 

My life unfolded a labyrinth

A jumble of overlapping threads

Knotted, frayed much like in reality

Myriad of the happy and crying hues

 

All seemed lost, laced with woes and throes

Sojourn seemed only for brave of heart

l saw life’s crown tangled in pattern

woven in sorrow, joy and by all

 

Life’s tapestry a sprawling web

Me, a thread woven into all threads

to form complex fabric in life’s loom

Writhing ensemble for a masterpiece.

 

Now awesome colours weave through my life

I reminisce with extreme delight

Thanking weavers for twinning my life

in dark and bright giving ne essence.

 

@Ngam Emmanuel Beyia 18-10-19

 

 

UNCENSORED TONGUE

 

Hard words bruise

break love’s lofty shell

spills cozy content in air

grim energy then it defile

infectiously deadly

relationships crackle and crumble.

 

Harsh words coated with galore

come smashing, levelling like a

Tsunami bonds of friendship

The sage’s heart instructs his mouth

but treacherous men, warmongers

bend poisonous tongues like bows

unleashing arrows of slander and lies

gutting lives and entire nations.

 

Their doubled- tongues filled with

nauseating stench of duplicity,

they flap like irritating awnings

in a fiery winter storm that come

in an explosion of bullies,

thrusting spikes into vulnerable hearts.

 

Uncensored tongue, lethal assassin

breaker of hearts in sullied communication

offering blues as solution,

weapon against the weak

rolled in vomit by oppressors

who tongue spark flames

that stir strife and hate

turning sweet dreams into

moody spells.

 

Ngam Emmanuel copyright reserved: 15-10-18

 

 

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MEET THE AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN Chronicler and  Projects Curator

 

MBIZOVINTANGEMBIZO CHIRASHA, Chronicler at Africa Writers Caravan. Founder and Author of the Time of the Poet. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist. Featured Poetry Artist at WorldBeyondWar.Org. Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum Deutschland,Germany..Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie 2020 Poet in Residence at the Fictional Café (International publishing and literary digital space). 2019 Sotambe Festival Live Literature Hub and Poetry Café Curator. 2019 African Fellow for the International Human Rights Art Festival( ihraf.org) , Essays Contributor to Monk Art and Soul Magazine in United Kingdom .Arts Features Writer at the International Cultural Weekly .His Profiles , Interview and Poems are featured on poesis.si ,in Slovenia. Founder and Chief Editor of WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. Founder and Curator of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal. Co-Editor of Street Voices Poetry triluangal collection( English , African Languages and Germany) initiated by Andreas Weiland in Germany. Poetry Contributor to AtunisPoetry.com in Belgium. African Contributor to DemerPress International Poetry Book Series in Netherlands. African Contributor to the World Poetry Almanac Poetry Series in Mongolia. His latest 2019 collection of experimental poetry A LETTER TO THE PRESIDENT was released by Mwanaka Media and Publishing and is both in print, on Amazon.com and at is featured at African Books Collective. Mbizo Chirasha is the Originator of the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign. Founder and Creative Director of Girl Child Talent Festival and GirlChildCreativity Project. 2003 Young Literary Arts Delegate to the Goteborg International Book Fair Sweden (SIDA AFRICAN PAVILION) .2009 Poet in Residence of the International Conference of African Culture and Development (ICACD) in Ghana.The Vice President of Poetsof the WORLD,poetasdelmundo.com ,African Region. Global Peace Chain Ambassador. 2009 Fellow to the inaugural UNESCO- Africa Photo- Novel Publishers and Writers Training in Tanzania. 2015 Artist in Residence of the Shunguna Mutitima International Film and Arts Festival in Livingstone, Zambia. A globally certified literary arts influencer, Writer in Residence and Recipient of the EU-Horn of Africa Defend Defenders Protection Fund Grant, Recipient of the Pen Deutschland Exiled Writer Grant. He is an Arts for Peace and Human Rights Catalyst, the Literary Arts Projects Curator, Poet, Writer, publicist is published in more 420 spaces in print and online.

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Resilience is the Twin Sister of FAITH,Brave Voices@70

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There is victory in resilience , with Faith drums will roll.

Rising Nigerian Literalist

Stricken emptied and deflated streets becoming “once upon a time”
Market shacks once homes for spiders
Draped and decked with webs all over
Food shelves bedecked and garlanded with sarcastic nets
Boulevards echoing songs of despair
All becoming stories of the past
How pity for the
Typical sluggish and slothful mortals
Who extoled, extolled and exalted the lockdown
Hammering food and snoozing all day
When magnificent eagles flew high above mountains
Exploring adventures and catching up lost dreams
Discovering talent mounting and escalating it
My people,
Faith is the master key that connects chemistry and physics without any friction
Biology then holds on her breath with trust
Certain that remedy for her tormented lungs is finally at the door
Soldering souls pushing the boat out “the abysmal storm over”!

BOTSWANA POET , GENDER ACTIVIST ,GRIOT
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Zimbabwean Wordsmith , Poet and journalist 

Rising Ugandan Poet and human Rights Activist

Standing the ground

Poet of Kolkata

 

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The whiff of FAITH

Imagining Life after COVID- 19, A WOMAWORDS June eDition.

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The signature angst of our time was profoundly expressed in the poems submitted for WOMAWORDS  Literary Press June 2020 edition, Imaging Life After COVID-19, offering women poets an opportunity to write about their experience of the pandemic and their vision of or for the future. The universal trauma wrought by this virus, invisible and silent and pouncing with madness and mendacity, brings us to a place we’d like to forget but never will. Our world is charged. Our lives are changed. We embrace with yearning the better memories from our past. We are trapped in the present, making the best of it. We find it hard to envision a future undominated by this moment.  It was difficult to select just ten poems from among the many submitted. There was not one unworthy poem. I’m honored to read them, to read the bios and get introduced to some fine new-to-me poets (whether or not selected for publication here), and to be chosen by Mbizo Chirasha to edit this edition of his heart-child, WOMAWORDS Literary Press. The edition goes up late. I offer my apologies to poets, to readers, and to Mbizo. The honor of this work came at a complex time for me. I had another zine to publish and also found myself dealing with a hospital stay and debilitating complications from chronic and catastrophic lung-and-heart health issues. Having said that there is nothing like poetry to help us heal the trauma of the catastrophic illnesses we may suffer individually or from the shared trauma of the current pandemic. Thanks to Mbizo and all submitting poets for this gift in which . . .

Samuella Conteh echoes our great hopes in her poem Rebirth:To find life again after a life of living death

to not love our loved ones from a distance

to let go of reservations of another’s breath

to not shrink into isolation albeit in company

is a dream worth dreaming fast into reality

 

Smeetha Bhoumik shares rare wisdom in her poem Going Forward, which might also be well-named GROWING Forward.

 

At MindValley recently,

I learnt that a ‘beautiful destruction’
is at times necessary, to ring in the new.

Nancy Ndeke points to lessons she hopes we’ve learned. Victoria Bennet has us listening to the whispering dead advising “the clock will start again.” Mighty Ntshwabi hopes to tell stories to her grandchildren when the “abysmal storm is over.” Yi-Wen Huang faces the grave possibility of a second wave. Jameela Nishat shares with us the agony of our pandemic journey, where there is no proven path of escape and no answers to our hard questions. Tough times, Constance Edu Baffoe seems say, call for reinvention. Thanks to Hannah Slind we appreciate the special challenge of a lock down that bars us not only from work, family, and friends but from many of our avocational activities. We exhale at the end of Michelle Navajas poem when, once again, we can finally sit together in love and affection-( Review and Commentary  by G Jamie Dedes, Guest Editor and Womawords Poet Laureate 2020, JAMIE DEDES , Founder and Curator of  JAMIE  DEDES ‘ The Poet by Day Webzine, Founder of The Bardo Group Beguines, a virtual arts community, Founding Editor and Co-managing Editor of “The BeZine.”)

 

rebirth

Rebirth

 

Joined hands draw curtains on foreboding

past an interlude of nightmares and death

that strew  jigsaw pieces across  the stage

drooping eyelids and lips dipped in sorrow

would deliver lines of laughter and release

 

Together we roll away mats laid in dirges

bidding farewell to that beast of damnation

that served helplessness on platters of fear

clogging airways and slicing breaths like lard

from the well of our lungs, we’ll sing for joy

 

That killer of mirth would have done it’s worst

but we dare to dream humanity will heal again

joyful laughter will float like balloons in the air

a new opportunity to mend all rickety bridges

for tomorrow’s package remains undelivered

 

To find life again after a life of living death

to not love our loved ones from a distance

to let go of reservations of another’s breath

to not shrink into isolation albeit in company

is a dream worth dreaming fast into reality

Sameulla Conteh

SAMUELLA JUNE

Samuella is a writer/poet from Sierra Leone, who uses her poetry to preach global peace, love and respect for human rights and dignities.  Her poems and short stories have been featured in both national and international anthologies. Samuella has received many accolades for her contribution to world literature, among them the Award of the Order Of Shakespeare (OOS)

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Going Forward

The need to be of more help, 

to know more, share more, be more

led me to beautiful places of learning :
.

At MindValley recently,

I learnt that a ‘beautiful destruction
is at times necessary, to ring in the new.

I learnt that a colossal tragedy
may be seen thus, in this view.

Lockdowns are warlike,
they are ‘beautiful destructions‘,
(or viewed as one !)

In this new light, I see a strange
phenomenon :

We, who rarely shared before,
We, who led isolated, ensconced lives
are now sharing in this total lockdown!

A gentle flow towards a guiding light,
sharing what we have
with those who don’t.

Nature, her corrective ways
flipped switches
resetting tides

The tide now is in favour
of a torrential downpour
top to bottom, sideways & more…

In this hour of anxiety, fear & grief,
let’s hold hands metaphorically
and touch lives in relief.

Now that we’ve been pushed off
on this road, may we keep going
in the prayer-action mode.

 

Wisdom :
‘ A light in ruins glimmers like a star’,
Yunna Morits’s words,
holding up our time & space at par :

Our uneven paths, our flickers of a future uncertain,
yet raised together, in a strange toast!

 

Smeetha BhoumikSMEETHA-JUNE

Smeetha is a poet, editor, artist and founder of Women Empowered-India (WE). She is Chief Editor of ‘EquiVerse Space – A Sound Home in Words’, the inaugural creative writing anthology from WE –  a creative space for equality, that believes in the inherent sense of empowerment & justice in every person. WE received the MAP Leadership Award in 2018. Smeetha’s poetry features in national & international journals & anthologies like Life & Legends, World Haiku Review, Muse India, Eastern Structures, Unlikely Stories Mark V, Quesadilla & Other Food Adventures among others, including a Sahitya Akademi anthology on ‘Modern English Poetry’ featuring many WE poets, launched at the Kalaghoda Literary Festival 2020. She is editor of the WE Poetry Series, the first of which is REVERIE -Into the Light by Neha Mishra Jha, (Notion, June 2019).

Her art has exhibited in ten solo and forty-five group shows in India and abroad, showcasing her main theme of work the “Universe Series.” Her poetry collection Where I Belong -Moments, Mist & Song, was published in 2019 (Mwanaka Publishers,July 2019, WE-Mwanaka, Notion, Nov 2019).

 

after covid

 

After Covid.

Fences on our favorite fabric, would fade,

Children will be old men, wiser than their days,

After COVID, homes will be capital cities,

Reclaimed from a convenience state it held,

A sanctuary, a center for hoped wellness,

While graves shall rise to meet souls afloat, in many a landscape,

While ignorance shall ride fear of outdoors, and tempt paranoia,

Selfishness shall climb stairs of denial, and fall off ,

Charlatans shall reap from falsehoods, by being exposed

Reason too shall rise, and blinkers drop,

Bigots shall fall like dominoes, for eyes shall open,

Ears shall cock in earnest, and tune in to truth,

After COVID,

Status quo of differences shall bow,

Even as math’s of economics play dull,

And many a job flee,

Even as crime may build,

And hunger rise,

Yet, it shall be well with the class,

Of obedience and hygiene,

Respect for science and value of nutrition,

Deity shall make a come back,

And teach a love old,

Kinship shall sing,

A song of brotherhood again,

Hope shall soar and greed hopefully,

Shall die with the virus,

For if nothing else,

Man has this lesson in his heart,

Nature cannot be trifled with,

And evade the consequences,

Of wider knowledge still,

Is banality of arrogance long held,

By divisions of color and assumptions,

Which failed it’s own test,

When the curve won’t flatten for all called man,

Regardless of place of origin,

After COVID,

If we go back to business as usual,

Of boorish hooliganism and bullying,

Of belittling another,

Of sidelining another, because of lies of skewed History,

Then life’s lost would have lost for nothing

Man is man first before all other definitions,

Whether perpetrators or victims,

A uniform approach to mitigation was a general one,

Man can still save himself,

By removing the lofty vanity,

That made abuse and dastardly take on other,

Even as nature breathed health while man was in quarantine.

Nancy Ndeke

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Nancy is a poet of international acclaim and a reputable literary arts consultant. Her writings and her poetry are featured in several collections, anthologies and publications. She has several published works, including poetry, short stories and novels. A collaboration of poetry with Prof Gameli Torzlo of Glassgow University titled Mazungumzo ya Shairi is her latest works published in 2020 and registered with the Library of Congress, USA.

 

listen

Listen 

 

The whispering dead

can be heard, the soft hush

of their voices

finding space

between our noise.

 

They tell us

do not fear this.

Even though the world 

has fallen silent, 

it is no more 

than a soft holding of breath 

between words;

a loosening of the veil.

 

They tell us

listen closely now.

Listen.

Soon enough, 

the clock will start again.

 

Victoria Bennett

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Victoria is an award-winning disabled writer, poet and artist. She founded Wild Women Press in 1999 and curates the #WildWomanWeb. When she’s not juggling motherhood, chronic illness and creative projects, she can be found howling in the hills of Cumbria with the Wild Women. Her forthcoming poetry pamphlet To Start The Year From Its Quiet Centre is due out September 2020 with Indigo Dreams Publishing. She is currently working on a nature memoir. All My Wild Mothers, recently long-listed for the Nan Shepherd Prize.

 

 

Abysmal Storm Over

Abysmal Storm Over
One day i hope to narrate a story to my grandchildren that
It was such a long menaced drastic journey
Over powered by misery and helplessness
As a woman understanding the pricks and stabs
The pains of being a woman, a mother, an aunt and a grandmother
Like they say a woman is the pillar of the nation
a mainstay that supports the existence of the nation
Countless myriad looked unto a woman
for a better living despite the flood rage
Thinking of “Mmatshokolo” a single female heading an extended family
She used to sit by the roadside for few coins to feed her family
With her little savings partake in communal funding “metshelo”
until her great hands were bound by chains of the terrific covid19
Families where gender violence roared and ruled
women and girls remained stuck with their perpetrators
what more could we think of then?
child molestations, teenage pregnancies, new STI’S,
Stings, prickles and grief for the victims,
another affliction for government
How painful little “Pretty” cried endless tears
weeping for restoration and bliss that
boundaries open up at list
she and other girls like her could return to their homestead
the school, a haven of heavens where love flourish
how I wish to end my story pleasantly that
despite the loss and pain our hearts felt
the world never gave up and
continued to chant ululations to the ancestors and
raised eyes to the heavens in praises with trust that
Indeed the abysmal storm shall be over!
And we shall then rejoice life again
Cuddle and fondle with our little ones
Hug and kiss our lion kings
Enter our territorial integrity without any fear
Sing songs of praise with nightingales
Enjoy spontaneous gymnastics with monkeys and baboons
As black coats and daughters of the soil
Around the fire sit together
and with our God given stunning spoons
enjoy the traditional meal in that steel plate
Indeed the abysmal storm shall be over!

 

Mighty Ntshwabi

GORATA JUNE

Mighty is a well-organized, goal-oriented, self-driven Botswana citizen registered poetess herein as Poko Boswa Poetry my Heritage specializing in both traditional and contemporary poetry. She is an author of an English poetry book Exploring the Roots Poetry my Heritage, Living Arts also transcribed into brail. She believes that poetry is educational, therapeutic and recreational.

 

 

COVID-19 Time

COVID-19 Time

Wuhan was locked down before Chinese New Year’s Eve when the Year of the Rat was knocking on the door
I watched how the Chinese dealt with the pandemic on YouTube
How awful seeing the mall was empty during Chinese New Year Season
The way they protected themselves, wearing masks and eye protection, in the traditional market

I bumped into a Romanian friend, just back from Xi’an
My level of Anxiety increased

Sheltering at home during the lockdown, I found out
my Navajo Willow tree in the front yard is sick
dripping white sap foam from one of the branches which we pruned last year
I searched slime flux and alcoholic flux on the web
joined two tree disease-related groups on FB
worried about the tree at night, like my own child,
which smelled like yeast and foul vegetables
the information and images on the web about beetle larvae shocked me
the way they devoured the tree trunks and roots in Long Island last year

Chinese schools began to open up after the lockdown, and the entire citizenry of Wuhan was tested for COVID-19
Only one child showed up to a kindergarten and was taken care of by two teachers the entire day in China
Due to the proximity of the protesters in America,
there may be a worrisome second wave — COVID-19 might surge

 

Dr. Yi-Wen Huang

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Yi-Wen is from Taiwan and is an Associate Professor of English and Linguistics at UNM-Gallup.  She lived and attended universities in Long Island, NY and Pittsburgh, PA.  Her research focuses on language and affect.  Her hobbies include zumba, winter hiking, thrift shopping, edm, and traveling as a foodie and tea aficionado.

 

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What Pandemic Is This

What pandemic is this, that darkly spreads

and strikes down lives

turning the clouded sky to dust

laying barren the earth’s breast.

Do you know how many have fled,

their belongings in bundles,

eyes homeward bound?

I too ran away from home,

not knowing where to go.

A month passed by,

My slippers broke, my womb was

heavy with child

I was looking for my lover’s house.

People were walking for miles and miles

on this strange journey of life

They walked on and on,

and still they walked,

And yet the roads stretched,

on and on.

 

They were walking towards their homes

I was running away from mine

The promise of my blossoming youth

lay wasted, lifeless.

I was nineteen,

Where could I go?

But I walked on, I had to!

It was my eight month,

but still I walked.

My destination

I knew not

But still I walked.

I found shelter under a tree.

I rested, tired.

There was silence everywhere.

The animal pounced suddenly.

I screamed

and was lost in my own silence.

 

The morning found my corpse.

People saw:

My skin torn

My sweet baby crying

And the rising sun asking,

Where will you go now?

Originally written in Urdu by Jameela Nishat, Translated by Uma Sridhar

JAMEELA JUNE

Jameela is a poet and activist who uses the power of ink to express the agony of suffering women. Rescuing them from abusive strangleholds is the focus of her organization, Shaheen Women’s Resource and Welfare Association. Her work (in marginalized Urdu) has been translated and widely featured. She received the Devi Award (The New Indian Express) and the prestigious Ladli Award.

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How Far Can I Go?

 

They say a demon hangs in the air

A virus, the expert says

And we are the cure- our bodies

The earth is on a shutdown

Both old and young fear

I have a young human to protect

A dream had to die

My world is now smaller

Yet greatly overwhelming

Mixed feelings abounding

Convinced of maximum safety

But what of tomorrow

 

Will the story repeat once again?

Will I return to that small box?

The home keepers!

The kitchen Managers!

Prognosticating measures for explanation

Struggling to have a place with the “wise”

The worst- without a chance

Because I am a mother!

How far can I go?

 

Living the moments

My window leads me to the vision of pleasure

Watching those little children

Their chants fill the air

These lads living life to its fullest

And that is all there is to see

The world is on caution

 

That little friend

Reminds, the world isn’t waiting for me

I take to a trade in the invisible world

A gift I found I owned

My experience creeps unto the paper

Here to share what I can give

If tomorrow finds no place for me

I shall birth my own world

 

Constance Edu Baffoe

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Constance is a Ghanaian poet and writer. She is a member of the Ghana Association of Writers (GAW). She has engaged as a writer for The Legon Informer Newspaper and a volunteer writer for the People’s Diplomat Magazine. She’s is contributor to Plants and Poetry.

 

Quarantine – The Pulse

 

A Quarantined Athlete’s Lament

My thighs made for the effort of miles My legs tan and strong We’ve been sidelined. Footed wrong.

My hair has been loose too long. I miss the attention paid to the taut braid Scalp tingling, readied for game, Trivialities laid aside.

Out of stride, the cadence of defeat: no more late practices, early mornings

barbells lifted, grass-stained jerseys washed with care, The years and tears of preparation.

Defeat is sweet beside the cold brevity of no race to place in.

Hannah Slind

HANNAH JUNE

Hannah is a British-Canadian poet going to school in Salt Lake City, Utah. She is studying English, with minors in Ecology and Mathematics. Her areas of interest include digital and ecological humanities, math education, and queer theory. In her free time, she enjoys baking bread, sports, and pushing the envelope.

 

World to end on June 21? Mayan Calendar once again makes doomsday ...

again

come sit with me
let’s talk
of how ’twas when
God seemed to rectify
the universe
the world stopped
colors changed
air didn’t move
sky was empty
sounds were muted
everything was the same
yet different

then, a new dawn came
the colors we see are vibrant
the air we breath is fresher
the sky is filled with joyful birds flying
the sounds we hear are hyms
of love and affection
and you can come sit with me
again
everything is the same
yet different

 

Michelle Navajas

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Michelle is a Filipina poet who shares her poetry Michnavs, Poetry . . . in Motion

(https://michnavs.wordpress.com).

 

     PROFILE  OF OUR JUNE EDITION  GUEST EDITOR.

JAMIE

G JAMIE DEDES, A former feature writer, columnist, and associate editor of a regional employment publication, currently runs The Poet by Day, an information hub for poets and writers. She is the managing editor of The BeZine published by The Bardo Group, a virtual arts collective that she founded.  She is a weekly contributor to Beguine Again, a site showcasing spiritual writers. Her work is featured in a variety of publications and on sites, including: Ramingo’s PorchVita Brevis Literature,Compass Rose, Connotation PressThe Bar None GroupSalamander CoveSecond LightI Am Not a Silent PoetMeta / Phor(e) /Play, and California Woman. Her poetry was recently read by Northern California actor Richard Lingua for Poetry Woodshed, Belfast Community Radio. Jamie Dedes was featured in a lengthy interview on the Creative Nexus Radio Show where she was dubbed “Poetry Champion.” Literary Arts  Activism Campaign  Partner  of the Brave Voices , Time of the Poet Republic  and the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign . DEDES is  the  2020 Poet Laureate  of the WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS and the Illustrious Guest Editor of the WOMAWORDS 2020 JUNE EDITION.

 

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MEET THE Projects   Curator ,  Chronicler  ,Author and  WOMAWORDS Chief  eDitor

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MBIZO CHIRASHA, Chronicler  at  Africa  Writers Caravan.  Founder and Author of  the Time of the Poet. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist.  Featured Poetry Artist  at WorldBeyondWar.Org. Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany.Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie 2020 Poet in Residence at the Fictional Café (International publishing and literary digital space). 2019 Sotambe Festival Live Literature Hub and Poetry Café Curator. 2019 African Fellow for the International Human Rights Art Festival( ihraf.org) , Essays Contributor to Monk Art and Soul Magazine in United Kingdom .Arts Features Writer at the International Cultural Weekly .His Profiles , Interview and Poems are featured on poesis.si ,in Slovenia. Founder and Chief Editor of WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. Founder and Curator of the Brave Voices Poetry Journal. Co-Editor of Street Voices Poetry triluangal collection( English , African Languages and Germany) intiated by Andreas Weiland in Germany. Poetry Contributor to AtunisPoetry.com in Belgium. African Contributor to DemerPress International Poetry Book Series in Netherlands. African Contributor to the World Poetry Almanac Poetry Series in Mongolia. His latest 2019 collection of experimental poetry A LETTER TO THE PRESIDENT was released by Mwanaka Media and Publishing and is both in print, on Amazon.com and at is featured at African Books Collective. Mbizo Chirasha is the Originator of the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign. Founder and Creative Director of Girl Child Talent Festival and GirlChildCreativity Project. 2003 Young Literary Arts Delegate to the Goteborg International Book Fair Sweden (SIDA AFRICAN PAVILION) .2009 Poet in Residence of the International Conference of African Culture and Development (ICACD) in Ghana.The Vice President of Poetsof the WORLD,poetasdelmundo.com ,African Region. Global Peace Chain Ambassador. 2009 Fellow to the inaugural UNESCO- Africa Photo- Novel Publishers and Writers Training in Tanzania. 2015 Artist in Residence of the Shunguna Mutitima International Film and Arts Festival in Livingstone, Zambia. A globally certified literary arts influencer, Writer in Residence and Recipient of the EU-Horn of Africa Defend Defenders Protection Fund Grant, Recipient of the Pen Deutschland Exiled Writer Grant. He is an Arts for Peace and Human Rights Catalyst, the Literary Arts Projects Curator, Poet, Writer, publicist is published in more 420 spaces in print and online.

 

WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS– A Trendsetting Digital Arts Culture Thicket archiving creative resilience and artistic excellence. It is a platform to exhibit women of literary arts prowess and revolutionary sister comrades defying ugly odds of barbarism , chauvinism and savagery to positively change their communities through artistic resistance , to right the wrong perceptions as they carry the torchlight to stardom. WOMAWORDS is Haven of Head -busting Short Fiction . Nerve -Shredding Poetry And Mind -Blowing ARTISTIC Profiles* -Authored and Curated by 2020 Freedom of Speech/Literary Arts Activism Culture Fellow at PEN-Zentrum Deutschland, Germany, Award Winning Poet , Widely Published Essayist Writer , Creative Arts Activism IDEAS Curator and Literary Arts Projects Diplomatie,MBIZO CHIRASHA.