Poet Antonia Alexandra Klimenko, your DNA is Dexterity carved on the marrow plaque of Prowess.


Your verses are sickle spikes of truth, their marrow is satire and their bone are metaphor. The DNA is dexterity carved on the plaque of literary prowess. The skull spanking lines profoundly sparkle like porcupine barbs from the resilient glint of sun rays. Antonia, your poems bury rags of misery, red- eyes of nostalgia, pricking thorns of quandary and grinding stones of grief in deep belly pit emotional parody and mind tilting word play comics. Poet Antonia Alexandra Klimenko uses the lyrical vintage and verbal bravado to speak history, death, loss, identity, pain and belonging. Her philosophical verses are socially, spiritually and politically fulfilling. Her poesy is original, confessional and is born out of a labyrinth of highly psychic charged thought processes. Another unique nutrient in your writing is our hybrid, they have symptoms of spoken word and page poetry. The depth in meaning and flexibility of reason qualifies the poems to be adapted into bestselling short films, cinematographic. Reading Antonia Alexandra Klimenko is a lifetime achievement, you get fulfilled with the art-tainment within and infotainment abound, you might beat an African djembe for ritual poetry dance. Antonia Alexandra Klimenko is a multi award winning spoken word artist and an international acclaimed page poet. She is the current Poet/ Writer in Residence of Spoken Word Paris , an illustrious poetry reading and performance organization in Paris, France. TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC is wholesomely proud to publish Antonia Alexandra Klimenko, our first legendary poetry artist from France to grace our TIME OF THE REPUBLIC space. We continue to promote a diversity of ideas, tolerance, creativity, inclusivity and exclusivity. ALUTA CONTINUA- (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA)

Global Poetry Response#blacklivesmatter


To state or chant ‘BLACK LIFE’S MATTER’ is not to say other lives don’t matter, it’s a reminder that four hundred years and counting, black lives didn’t matter enough. Not during the dark era of slave trade and its horrors on the African, not after slavery ended and blacks were left holding the short end of the stick. Economic deprivation, educational biases, color bars, institutional discrimination, where law applies selectively has had outright demonization of a people based on their color.So blacks were pushed against the wall of discrimination one more time and they snapped. The best so far out of a bad situation is that the movement is no longer about black. It is a race issue. And black skin, brown skin, white skin and all other hues in between are waking up to the horror of the black man’s burden on racial prejudice and accompanying monstrosities of infamy, where unarmed men die at the hands of law keepers instead of being protected. The human race is waking up to the disastrous truth of racial profiling where a man is a suspect because of his color. The human race is waking up to the questionable values of former slave masters holding dignified positions on streets and parks across Countries as honored statues. The human race is waking up to the truth that there are still deniers of the history and continuing terrorizing and even killing of black people.That the core agenda of BLACK LIVES MATTERS remains the integrity of human values based on its diversity, global recognition of said values, empathy for the final struggle for liberation against these idiosyncrasies, restoration of justice and internationality of those same human values goes to speak to a change whose time has come.The BLACK LIVES MATTER movement has so far demonstrated non-violent protests and civil disobedience to speak their needs against all the above shows the world that theirs is a cry to belong as men and not a war against a group or groupings.  Let the men and women of goodwill who recognize humanity as one human race, continue to speak out in letters, poetry, dirges, contributions, videos, as Global Poetry response is doing- #BLACKLIVESMATTER , A GLOBAL RESPONSE(  Guest reviewed /blurbed by  African Poetic Lioness NANCY NDEKE)