Ero-poetics and the Quest for Metaphor: A critical review of Jide Badmus’ Paradox of Little Fires By Nket Godwin
Nket Godwin is a poet, critic, essayist and teacher. His works have been published in both online and print magazines and anthologies. In a time when the thematic preoccupation of Nigerian (and by extension African) literature is trying towean itself from the more overt disillusionment…
Surrealism and a Harvest of Ekphrastic Poetry: A Review of Sidi’s Like Butterflies Scattered About By Art Rascals
Whether we categorize this collection as a dissection of artwork, a sublimation of paintings or both the thoughts etched into canvases and those left on a palette, we would not be wrong. Umar Abubakar Sidi has very well proven that he wields the ability to…
Ero-poetics and the Quest for Metaphor: A critical review of Jide Badmus’ Paradox of Little Fires By Nket Godwin
Nket Godwin is a poet, critic, essayist and teacher. His works have been published in both online and print magazines and anthologies. In a time when the thematic preoccupation of Nigerian (and by extension African) literature is trying towean itself from the more overt disillusionment…
Surrealism and a Harvest of Ekphrastic Poetry: A Review of Sidi’s Like Butterflies Scattered About By Art Rascals
Whether we categorize this collection as a dissection of artwork, a sublimation of paintings or both the thoughts etched into canvases and those left on a palette, we would not be wrong. Umar Abubakar Sidi has very well proven that he wields the ability to…
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