Derek Walcott, Nobel Prize winner, once lamented: “Colonials, we began with this malarial enervation: that nothing could ever be built among these rotting shacks, barefooted backyards and moulting shingles; that being poor, we already had the theatre of our lives.” Yet, he is at one with Chinua Achebe, the towering …
Read More »Poetry of Political Moods; Sunity M soothes nerves amidst election frenzy
It feels like a morning for poetry. Cool as rain, cutting as razor. Poetry that syncs with the soul, tempered by mood and tailored to taste. After the extended bout of political excess, this morning-before is thirsty for the clarity of Art’s truth as prescription for hangover. Perhaps you, too, …
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