Fiona Khan, your lyrical Pansula drove us into poetic trances


The scintillating, rat -tat rhythm and the drumbeat vibe of her well coined verses bombarded my lyric thrashed mental box. Poetry that roast and cracks popcorn in my bloodstream, real poetry. The lyrical dexterity is magical like the glow of rays at morning time and the grace of the silver moon above Table Mountains cleaning the dark of shadows off the human wonderland. Intensity of messages coupled with belly pit rumbling imagery mesmerizes the readers mental eye. The touch of Africaness as   lines precede one after another blow by blow. Here  is  poetry band Symbolism  plays drums , while imagery dances like breakdance, kwaito or pansula , rhythm here is a leading vocalist at the spoken word impromptu .Again after the frenzied dances , the beat  ,the echo  and the metaphoric trances .Symbolism is left on stage to perform  his natural intercourse with the audience’s heart caves. The poem I’m BEAUTIFUL is trailblazing, the poem is human, this poem is earthly and beautiful. Can I say it is a poem turned human or human turned into a poem.  FIONA KHAN diligently fuses spoken word poesy and  page poetry to feed her audience  with a poetic balanced diet . PROLIFIC.KHAN is the founder of several literary arts, literacy projects and child care projects. She is the Founder of The Fiona Khan Academy of Learning, a child-oriented project. KHAN is spearheading The Global Forum 4 Literacy, a UNESCO recognized organisation. LEGIT. We are sincerely gratified and humbled feature this great Writer, Literacy Projects Curator, Acclaimed Educator and accomplished Poet FIONA KHAN.

Reading Chirikure Chirikure, Iconic Zimbabwean Poetry Arts Curator


CHIRIKURE is our national signature of professional performance poetry and the genesis of Zimbabwean spoken -word art. A widely published poet and well-traveled literary arts culture ambassador. And has graced   artistic podiums at reputable book and global literature festivals in Berlin Germany, Rotterdam Netherlands, Norway, Medellin Poetry Festival and Poetry Africa an annual international poetry fete in South Africa. Prolific Curator and Live Literature Producer Chirikure founded Lit fest Harare in 2015 and the festival tops the arts calendar every year, promoting creative writing scholarship and literary arts culture exchanges among other great successes. Lit fest Harare has attracted a great number of international voices since its inception. Chirikure successfully curated the HIVOS sponsored HIFA Poetry Café for more than five years in Harare. The legendary poet in him speaks satire to his corruption smashed audience, while the literary combatant in him spells protest to gluttonous fat cats and imbecilic charlatans bleeding our nations dry. Chirikure is an honorary member of the International Writers Program at IOWA and a UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist at University of Glasgow. TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC is excited to feature poetic prowess and creative reverence in the person of legendary writer and internationally acclaimed Zimbabwean poetry Artist Chirikure Chirikure- (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA).

Otole your Verses rave the Mind like Afro-Jazz.


FRANCIS  OTOLE  is a  fast rising African Poetry  Voice. I call him the Poet of. His verses  raves the mind  and shells  the heart box like Afro-Jazz.And the rhythm is the soft rain sound of  the MBIRA- a thumb piano. The burden of truth carried in his poesy  is hefty , bone cracking and heavy to carry in our ever pain scalded souls. The simple -deep lyrics are classical, educative and entertaining . Here verbal dexterity is laced with with human  reason and  the preservative is dramatic humor. OTOLE writes  about life , humanity , spirituality  reverence and confessional poetry. FRANCIS OTOLE  is the Guest Editor  of the BRAVE VOICES POETRY JOURNAL June edition. 

BRAVE VOICES POETRY JOURNAL58:GRIOTS OF TUKU SAMANYANGA (A Special Tribute)


    PROLOGUE by Mbizo Chirasha (Curator) “I did not only herd cattle, I watched rainbows scribbling metaphors on the sun. The bald headed moon nodded to my villager’s silhouette every night .Iam a village griot counting Pythagoras and reading Oxford . I treaded the mountains pathways of Mavuradonha , listening to the wind of … Continue reading BRAVE VOICES POETRY JOURNAL58:GRIOTS OF TUKU SAMANYANGA (A Special Tribute)