Doyens of Poetry Susan Joyner-Stumpf and Nancy Ndeke signatures October with WORDPLAY IN A WHIRLPOOL.


Nothing attracts me more than prowess and dexterity. For with these critical and creative ingredients. We are profoundly psyched up AND our literary consciousness is re-wired. WORLD PLAY IN A WHIRLPOOL is an all-powerful, sweet but infectious read, it haunts the reader forever. It tastes mature like red wine in old wineskins. It smells seasons like first drops of the first rain. Thus, is a scorcher, it strikes the nerves like the giant tongs of the sun during the dry season. It’s a metaphoric blast furnace that blazes and fires up iron hearted earthly dwellers into a repentant humanity of pure steel, we are baptized by the intriguing imagery as we are ritualized by the smoking waters of satire. We are born again. WORLDPLAY IN A WHIRLPOOL is heavy with subject matters that transcends from hope, death, disease, ecosystem, cultural anthropologies, biblical allusions, psychical exercises, climate change, menacing pandemics, positive change, race and perception change. WORLD PLAY IN A WHIRLPOOL is poetry that coils your heart caves and you vomit the bile of sins. It blows up your mental boxes, you shiver and weep. It rips off satans doeks to expose zealots, charlatans and political maggots corrupting and rotting the beauty of this our beloved earth. It fumigates the pandemic infested air as the earth fails to breathe due to unbridled human cruelty and wanton sin. It exposes the now sorrowful baldheaded landscapes, once shining with the verve of flora and fauna. The whirlpool arouses the skeletal sandy riverbeds that were once upon havens of laughing hippos, cackling water hens and dancing fish. it is poetry that weeps and as such wiping tears of bereaved mothers that lost so many lives during the menacing seasons of the cantankerous corona virus. It is a beautiful but heart-rending epitaph to black lives lost in barbaric racial battles, a touching eulogy to the earth succumbing to the dramatic effects of climate change, heatwaves and hurricanes. This Wordplay is an embodiment of promise, lost hope, love, loss, pain, sunset and moonshine. It is a spiritual whirlpool to transfigure ill minded political goblins and evil-minded war devils to repent from terrorism and warlords. The lyrical dexterity is superbly concocted with reason , history , spirituality ,identity and more WORD PLAY IN A WHIRLPOOL is a collaborative venture of Kenyan Poetry Tigress Nancy Ndeke and the Colorado Rockies Poetry Lioness Susan Joyner-Stumpf (Review by Mbizo CHIRASHA

Versatile Kenyan Poets to guest -curate October Brave Voices and WomaWords Journals.


Kenya and Kenyan poets remain our literary arts cordial friends. I cannot exhaust to account names. The likes of author Omwa Ombara, Waithera James, Jerusha, Tigress Nancy Ndeke and more more comrades. Young Poets like Jina, Biko Iruti, Kenneth Kay. The list is endless. The Brave Voices Poetry Journal and the WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS October issues are to be guest edited by Versatile, prolific, acclaimed and widely published Kenyan Poets Michael Mwangi Macharia (Brave Voices Poetry Journal) and Kananuh Jerusha (WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS). The duo are literary combatants and word maestro with their extraordinary verses written all over social media walls, online poetry journals and global print anthologies. They are gifted with the requisite credentials to handle both the heat and pressure as to be experienced during their guest editing tenure of service. This special blog message seeks to introduce the GUEST Editors of the October Journals . These Guest Editors have been featured and profiled at TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC CENTER and the AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN respectively . We also introduce October thematic areas and Submission guidelines.

Veteran Poet David Leo Sirois your poetry carries that verVe of Moral InstrUction


Veteran Poet David Leo Sirois, you are not  only wearing  your poetry robe  but  you  have also  donned  a teaching garb.  Your  poetry carry that  verve  of moral instruction.  Your thought provoking  biblical allusions  and  head tilting imagery  are a refreshment  of social consciousness . Iam  thoroughly   wowed  by your choice  of  diction and the  word economics thereof  places  you into the  class of extraordinary English  page poets   ,  a special mention  to  Robert Frost and TS. Elliot  . As  such ,I have again picked and pocketed from your metaphoric fruit tree, some  literary  wisdom  of  John Donne , Yeats and Keats , the metaphysical poets . Your hybrid fusion  of  traditions , your own  ingenuity  and modernistic writing  is mesmerizing  and fulfills  the consumer , the reader the way  original fruit juice  does to   ever gormandizing kindergartens , And then  followed  by   a loud belch  there after , a natural  signal of fulfillment and  satisfaction. We continue to  imbibe  your verses of wisdom and graze through  pages with that  willing  keenness of  a new lover  , we greedily  gormandize  your moral instruction and  social consciousness  like monkeys fervently  shelling  peanuts in feilds of promise or  like bees  passionately drinking  sweet honey from the hive of plenty .TIME OF THE POET  REPUBLIC   is honored to feature and profile  above all excellence and prowess  in the personality , international renowned spoken-word arts curator  and acclaimed   literature hub producer  Poet David Leo Sirois

 
 

Author Omwa Ombara reVolutionizes Protest Poetry.


Author OMWA OMBARA is a prolific African Voice in Diaspora. Her resilience hardened verses send a rebellious jab to the cantankerous, unrepentant COVID 19 pandemic. She sings a bitter hymn against chair warmers and lazy hands -on- keyboard scribes, who thrive on abusing and harvesting the sweat of resilient writers and voices from digital thicket, without any ounce of their own effort. Her rebuking lines in her hefty protest poem IN HONOR OF PRESS FREEDOM DAY 2020, a Satire glow with hard truth and snorts in the remorseless faces of double-chinned charlatans and double bellied pseudo media bosses burying the pseudo revolutionary imbecility in borrowed political berets. The Protest Poet is not holding her horses, back she throws sharp jibe into the belly of COVID 19 and her irritating twin imbeciles daughter Quarantine and Lockdown.