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Uhuru Sasa by Nyakale Mokgosi

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1](for Zimbabwe) armageddon on our doorstep diplomats floundering like zombies devoured like a hollywood movie an auspicious beginning a predictable, gory ending mugabe refuses to go quietly mbeki dances softly softly zimbabweans plead for mercy,...

a conversation with Lwazi Prolific

Lwazi Prolific, a brother from another mother, is the type of brother that makes you feels comfortable and safe in his presence. He’s a talented musician, a writer with an interesting approach to his work. I met Lwazi virtually when...

featured poem nanúa by Yolanda Arroyo-Pizarro

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio"] [tab id=1]nanúa is born her mother is a friend who sings three languages yoruba’s of southwestern the Taino speaks the castellan the mom, my friend does not like the chains nor the cadalzo           ...

editorial: 2011.06

In the beginning there was the word. If there was the word, there had to be sound for it to be heard or for it to exist. ~ Lwazi Prolific

the sound in Saul Williams’ poetry

Spoken word is an oral tradition that stretches far back into our history. Throughout the years, Africans used it to tell stories that educate and inspire their people. People used to sit around a fire and listen to the sound...