Writings

An Exiled Poet   “Nobody can treat a man like a dog If he doesn’t first consider him a man” -Jean Paul ...

The Politics of Exclusion (Concluding Text)   Hypocrisy and Double Standards? In an incisive...

A Paradox Comes Home to Roost*   The most aggressive, yet seemingly mute conceptual paradox...

Exile and the African Intellectual in Wole Soyinka’s You Must Set Forth at Dawn   ABSTRACT ...

Playing God: The Triadic Course of Soyinka’s Nationalism in Literature Authenticity is an escape f...

Fiction Review   The Rest is Silence by Scott Fotheringham Fredericton, NB: Goose Lane,...

Fiction and Poetry Reviews   Beyond Sangre Grande: Caribbean Writing Today by Cyril Dabydeen,...

Poetry Review: Fifty Shades of Evil   Doom: Love Poems for Supervillains by Natalie Zina...

Poetry, Biography, Film and Illustration Reviews Apologetic for Joy By Hiemstra-van der Horst Fredericton,...

Fiction Review Adrift by Loren Edizel Toronto, ON: TSAR, 2011 189 pp. $20:95 Coincidences...

General Interest Review   Bad MommyBy Willow YamauchiLondon, ON: Insomniac Press, 2012304...

Fiction Review   The Old Blue Couch and Other Stories by Seymour Mayne Toronto ON:...

Fiction Review   The Lebanese Dishwasher by Sonia Saikaley Toronto, ON: Quattro, 2012 120pp....

Groundnut Soup As the shadows lengthened, Auntie Atta and her twin brother Dominic pulled up in...

Whitewash   Everything was cold and unfamiliar and I hated it immediately. I thought, this...

We Are All Scarred   I stood outside the concert hall, leaning against the brick wall and...

The ‘Unholy Bible’: King Lucifer’s Version (Novel Excerpt)     PROLOGUE The end i...

Imitation of Life (Novel Excerpt) I was born too soon.  Mine was not an easy birth.  Nature f...

Afternoon of the Sail-Makers   Dockyard Port comes into view from the ferry, like a jagged...

Tree   Old man dying. Shrinking into his own essence. Oxygen lifelines bubbling through...

Conjugating   “Stanley Shliome, would you, would you believe it. Your uncle just got up a...

Getting Educated     I am no longer living in Vereeniging, my South African hometown....

An Unrecorded Performance   As a child in the late 1960s, the first live professional performance I...

Upminded Pulika My damp palms retrieve Pulika’s most recent letter tucked in my purse, creased f...

Globetrotter (From Globetrotter & Hitler’s Children – New York: Akashic Books, 2009) ...

A Room in Pisa, 1820   Mary napping in grass by the sea; a small sealed box under one hand...

New Year’s Light The light shining on new snow this new year morning, turning its teeth to grains o...

Res Obscura   Yesterday’s snow, and this morning’s window. These same days start with black tea...

Wisdom   We pass—as we like. Unsurpassed graveyards Expect us—just like our mothers once did...

The Praise Tree   I Gusts run through the sapling and it shivers and sways, the leaves...

The Game of Love and Chance (by Marivaux)  Translated by Nicolas Billon   ACT I – S...