Questions That Google Cannot Answer


I know many of you think, 'Google answereth all things.' That's not all true. There are many things I think and I ask Google and she is ignorant. So in response to you who say, 'Google answereth all things' I say, 'Google ignorant of some things!' Here I give you a little list of questions that Google cannot answer.

These are questions that Google cannot answer, questions that Google cannot answer

Who are those behind these bombs
What remote control devices do they use to detonate the bombs
Have they made that bomb that distinguishes who is a southerner from a northerner
Have they made that bomb that discriminates between Christians and Muslims
How many innocent lives have they stolen
What are the ordinary people in Maiduguri today eating
How many of those 185 killed were terrorists
When are we going to all visit our brothers in the troubled zones
When will we realise that I am Christian today, I can be a Muslim tomorrow
I am Muslim today, I can be Christian tomorrow

These are questions that Google cannot answer, questions that Google cannot answer

Who writes the news at NTA (you can't beat the shit)
Who writes the news at NTA (you can't beat the shit)
Who is the news editor at NTA (you can't beat that shit)
Will they invite me to the Force Headquarters for answers to these questions
Will they stick a rod in my bum if I say I don't know
Will they track my car to know every where I go
Will they track my phone to know if you'll call
Will they protect me against robbers and leave for dinner when the robbers come
Maybe I will get charged for fraudulent extortion because of my words
Why is it easier to prosecute felons outside of this country than in
Why is it easier to charge the critic than the thief
Will I be gang-raped like Nigeria
Will I be anally raped

These are questions that Google cannot answer, questions that Google cannot answer

Who gives the permit for those substandard buildings that collapse
Who's the director that signs that cheque for government money to be stolen
What are the names of the lecturers that demand sex for marks
How much do we spend on private jets for God's sake

Questions that Google cannot answer, questions that Google cannot answer

I leave now 

June Guest Writer Session Features Onumah, Ali


The dynamic duo of award-winning journalist and activist Chido Onumah and debutant novelist Richard Ali, will be the featured writers in the June 30 edition of the Guest Writer Session, an initiative of the Abuja Writers' Forum(AWF), which holds at Hamdala Plaza, Plot 23, Jimmy Carter Street, off Protea Hotel, Asokoro, Abuja.

The Guest Writer Session which started in

New initiatives

Working on some ideas...
AFRICA DAY BOOKJAM

At the Africa Day readings yesterday, the Bookjam session organised by Abuja Literary Society, Silverbird Galleria, Abuja

Greener across the border

We are all dead when we arrive this world only awaiting the confirmation accompanied by wailing and good words. So, that is it: we are all at various stages of dead. Only the mind creates the difference.

I was in Jos yesterday, full of

REPORT OF THE PANEL OF JUDGES

This year’s annual Nigeria Literature Prize sponsored by the Nigeria LNG has now entered the second year of the second four-year cycle. The 2009 competition is dedicated to poetry.

Discussions in the media show that by now the poetry-loving members of the Nigerian reading public have a general awareness of the goals of the competition. Two key factors underpin these goals: the first is the relevance of the competition to our cultural development, and the second is

Nine called, none chosen

By Akintayo Abodunrin

October 13, 2009 09:52PMT

Long before the literature committee dropped the bombshell that there was no winner for the 2009 NLNG Prize for Literature, speculation was already rife that the prize would be given to Ahmed Maiwada, author of ‘Fossils'.

The lobby of the Transcorp Hilton Hotel, Abuja, venue of the Grand Award Night, was a hotbed of gossip. "He is the only writer on the shortlist

THE FUNERAL OF NIGERIAN LITERATURE

In every marriage of sham there is imminent birth of child that would be loved by one of the couple in a guise to have the newcomer spoilt or poisoned against the other; this captures the

My Poetry, My Art, By Nine Literature Prize Finalists


Today,the two-month Committee for Relevant Art, CORA's Book Season begins at the Goethe Institut, at 2pm. Themed Book Party, it will celebrate the nine poets on the long list (some say it is shortlist) for the Nigeria Prize for Literature

Nigeria Prize for Literature: Book party for nine poetry awardees

By Anote Ajeluorou and Kafayat Quadri

THIS Sunday at the waterfront garden of the Goethe Institut on Victoria Island, Lagos at 2pm, Nigerians, especially the literary and culture community will have an opportunity to meet and interact with the nine short-listed writers for the Nigeria Prize for Literature. It is at the instance of the Committee for Relevant Art (CORA), which branded itself as Culture Landscapists, and has always been facilitating emergence of a vibrant environment for the flowering of the arts and cultural tradition of the country.

In setting up this Sunday programme, the CORA said it recognizes that the mere fact of being long-listed not to mention being short-listed is as good as winning in other climes, where literary, artistic achievements count for something.

Until now, both the short-listed and would-be winners were usually hidden from the public. Well, perhaps not hidden; but they hardly had opportunity to hug the limelight through a programmed event that would enable them enjoy deserved public exposure as celebrated laureates. And on occasion of the ceremony unveiling winner of the coveted prize, usually the winner, and perhaps the first and second runners-up get maximum exposure through media coverage.

Previous winners of the award, and all such similar prize-winners in other fields of creative endeavour hardly get a mention beyond the day of award. This rather obscures the significance of such award as winners do not get celebrated as the stars that they are. Very little is heard of Kaine Agary, the winner of the same award last year with her Yellow Yellow.

And, to think that the Nigeria Prize for Literature is worth a whooping sum of $50,000 makes the relative obscurity the writers sink into inexplicable, and sad. The world famous Man Booker Prize is worth the same amount as LNG prize but attracts world attention and acclaim. This makes the Man Booker the second acclaimed prize after the Nobel Prize.

The CORA said it intends to use the BOOK PARTY - as it has tagged Sunday event - to see how the competitors can be put in the public domain for proper appreciation before the main awards ceremony.

In same spirit of putting the short-listed poets in public court, The Guardian spoke with six of the nine writers to gauge their pulse on being nominated, what their feelings were and what inform their individual creative endeavours among other isues.

For Ahmed Maiwada, author of Fossils (published by Hyburn), he was surprised to receive the news of his being short-listed. He never thought that his eclectic style and the symbolism in his work Fossils would find favour with the judges. But it did, and he is on his way to winning the $50,000 prize. He, however, highlighted a typical Nigerian problem that usually coloured everything black or sour. He said, "Besides, I thought only the connected get rewarded in the Nigerian scheme of things. I am not connected. I don't seek favours. Besides, I come from a part of Nigeria not generally associated with excellence".

However, poetry is not the only kind of writing that Maiwada does. Fiction and essays also feature in his writing enterprise. He has other works waiting to gain public space, which might benefit greatly from this nomination. He stated, "Yes, I write fiction and essays. I write short stories and novels. My first published novel shall be released shortly, entitled Musdoki. I have several manuscripts awaiting publication. Most of them are historical novels; and I think historical novels take the highest regards in fiction writing, just as symbolic poems in the poetry genre."

Maiwada's passion for poetry is rather intellectual in nature. He confessed, "I don't read poems; I study them. And I love foreign poets for their polish and release".

For Maiwada, who started writing poetry in 1988 in the style of William Wordsworth for his Igbo girlfriend at the time, anybody just can't write poetry because it is an art form on its own. He emphasised, in reaction to a question whether poetry is innate in every human being: "It is just like asking: Is the ability to sing or dance or manufacture cars innate in every human being? No! Poetry is a tradition of high art. It requires more than being a human being, even more than being a human being with talent. While many people may have the promise to be poets, very few achieve that status because of the demand for originality and craft".

Odoh Diego Okenyodo thinks and feels differently though. For considering his From a Poem to its Creator (also on Hyburn stable) worthy for nomination, he feels a sense of vindication. This is not surprising for a Pharmacist whose foray into the uncertain waters of journalism and creative writing caused a few of his close friends and family some anxiety. Now perhaps, he says he can silence a few and possibly win the admiration of others with this nomination.

He is full of rhapsody, "Mine to be chosen among some body works... That feels like a vindication for me! You know, I have been committed to writing for a long time and I was even expelled from the university for doing it. I'm also not practising pharmacy, which I studied, just for the same reason.

"People ask you questions about the prestige in being a pharmacist and why you chose to abandon it for some rather uncertain future in literature and journalism - literary journalism, to be precise - and I always really labour to explain it; telling them that it gives one satisfaction, and blah-blah. Again, you spend so much of your earnings trying to ensure that your writings are visible and packaged, and friends and family just tolerate that. Until it is announced that that little thing you always bothered about is now worthy of being considered for a huge amount of money. That is the feeling; vindication!"

While Musa Idris Opanachi (The Eaters of the Living) feels grateful to Allah and is happy, G'Ebenyo Ogbowei (Songs of a Dying River) (Kraftbooks) simply says,

"'Thank you, Lord'; it's all His doing, and I give Him thanks". But Omo Uwaifo (currently holidaying in the UK), who with two others, shared the first NLNG Prize for Literature in 2004 with his second novel Fattening House, feels 'exhilarated and flattered' at being nominated again this year. So, he says, "I did not expect to be on the list. Whatever happens now, I must celebrate with a goat to be brought in from Benin City". And, he is giving open invitation to everyone to the promised feast.

Nevertheless, it is not all backslapping for these poets and writers who have been thrown up to be flag-bearers of Nigerian Literature. What makes their writings tick? What qualifies as a good poem? In other words, if they were to be the judges of the Nigeria Prize for Literature, what would they be looking for in each of the entries submitted?

Invariably, their responses are as interesting as their varied creative minds - the hallmark of creative imagination. Although Maiwada says he does not write for rewards, he is convinced a good poem should have the right poetic ingredients like trophes or figures of speech, which must be original.

He argues, "Those figures of speech must be fresh and original, new and original metaphors and sounds. It is a high poem that achieves a good balance of metaphors and anti-metaphors (or ironies); and that is very rare in Nigerian writing. And it is the highest poem that is elevated to the symbolic level.

"Poems loaded with proverbs have been celebrated in Nigeria for a long time; and I think that is the reason why we have remained stagnant in the comity of global poetry. Proverbs are worn-out imagery and unless a poet is able to de-familiarise them, to impose his personality on them, he has no business using them in his works for they are not his original creations. Using them amounts to cheating".

It is for these reasons that William Shakespeare (for his superhuman puns, metaphors and ironies), E. E. Cummings (for courage to take as much license with syntax as possible; and for his love to play with forms), Lord Byron (for the depth of his imagination and perfect control of diction), T. S. Eliot (for his innovative forms and deep imagination; for being mentioned in terms of modernist writings), and John Donne (for his revolutionary metaphysical works laced with lyrical brilliance) are his favourite non-African writers.

But Gabriel Okara (for his symbolism), J. P. Clark (for his lyricism), Uche Nduka (for his avant-gardism), Ahmed Maiwada (for his eclectism - apologies if I seem proud), and Mu'azu Maiwada (for his surrealism) are Maiwada's all time Nigerian favourite writers.

For Okpanachi, who is not new to winning prizes (won ANA/Cadbury prize in 2008) a good poem should have reality, simplicity and a good combination of expression and mystery of meaning as defining qualities. However, Okenyodo would rather a good poem give the reader a new experience, "either a new experience of words or a new experience of what life is or isn't.

"A good poem attempts to de-familiarise our experiences, and to set us thinking, and then reading it again. If you cannot want to read a piece of poetry again, it's likely to be failed poetry. It is not necessarily a complicated array of words; the way the poem addresses his subject should be such that you are led into a new hideout and shown what you never saw or knew. A good poem is some sort of tour guide".

Okpanachi writes short stories besides poetry and he has some ready for publication while some had been published in review magazines abroad. He says, "I'm currently writing a novel, From the Margins of Paradise. So, Matthew Arnold, Mahmud Darwish, Thomas Hardy, T.S. Elliot, and Gibran Khalil_are some foreign writers he loves to read; while Ilagha Nengi, Ogaga Ifewodo, Femi Osofisan, Niyi Osundare and Wole Soyinka are his Nigerian favourites. Not everyone can write poetry because of poetry's peculiar nature. So, he says, poetry "is for the sensitive."

Also for Ogbowei, writing is an art that does not lend itself easily to all. He stressed, "An artist is a man with certain innate abilities. He's a man endowed with certain rare gifts, which he spends long hours honing. He's a man with a vision; one whose eyes and ears have been opened".

Also, training and taste buds are Ogbowei's defining characteristics of a good poem. So, a poem has to be "vivid, musical and appealing to the emotions and the rational faculty at the same time. But some other readers might have other parameters to judge a work of art. And that's what a poem is - a work of art. If so, it must be beautiful, elegant. But, you see, I'm primarily a poet and not a critic, so I won't want to talk about this".

Uwaifo believes a good poem must be "perceptive of its subject and uncluttered; it must be respectful of the reader and of the unbridled freedom of modern verse". For Uwaifo, Ted Hughes, Seamus Heaney, Derek Walcot, William Wordsworth, Paul Muldoon and a selection of great exponents of poetry - ancient and modern are his non-African writers. But Odia Ofeimun and Niyi Osundare are the only serious Nigerian poets he knows and reads.

The chairman of Benin Moat Foundation and retired engineer with former NEPA, Uwaifo believes everybody has the ability to write poetry, "Yes; to the extent that languages are spoken and every language has its innate beauty - lyricism, allegories, similes et al".

Just like the others, Dr. Ademola Omobewaji Dasylva, Reader and Associate Professor at the_Department of English,_University of Ibadan (Songs of Odamolugbe by Kraftbooks) believes the ability to write poetry is not an innate quality but one that has to be developed and cultivated. "No, I do not think so," he stressed. "The ability to write poetry is not innate in every humankind. Rather, I would say everybody has poetry in, and around, him or her. But it takes a tamed consciousness or awareness to discern and respond to it as appropriate. Writing is a skill acquired by some training, but poetry is a gift; poetry writing is a combination of both skill and gift".

For being nominated, Ademola says, "I feel fulfilled and since I teach poetry in the university, I regard my being short-listed among the best nine in the current Nigerian Prize for Literature assessment for the award as a proof of my success in poetry teaching and writing. I feel fulfilled that, at least, I have succeeded in reaching out to people out there, who understand and appreciate my message and poetry.

"I feel fulfilled that all my life I have appreciated good poetry and celebrated great poets. Now, the Nigeria Prize for Literature has afforded me also a place to be celebrated like the great poets before me".

The teacher of poetry will likely be caught reading such foreign poets as William Blake, John Keats, William Shakespeare, John Donne and Claude McKay. But John P. Clark (-Bekederemo), Wole Soyinka, Niyi Osundare, Odia Ofeimun and Okinba Launko are his Nigerian favourite poets.

For him, a good poem "must communicate effectively by exploiting the resources of language and music; it must be well informed and, in turn, must be informing; it must be propelled by a conviction that is fundamental, a conviction that is fore-grounded by a definite ideology; its topicality must engage issues associated with its immediate society, and must be relevant globally".

Okenyodo, however, is one poet that does not read what the crowd is reading. He believes in the experimental element of poetry, and so forages into alien or obscure corners to find his enjoyment. For instance, his favourite Nigerian poets are not the usual ones on the reading list of most people, not the ones that succeed in catching the popular imagination because, for him, they poets or writers don't always catch the imagination or succeed.

"My favourite Nigerian poets are people you do not know so much about," he says. "I love Ismail Bala Garba's poetry; same with the Maiwadas - Dr. Mu'azu Maiwada, who is my literary mentor; and his brother Ahmed Maiwada, who is my contemporary in a sense. Those are two, or three, right?

"I read Obi Nwakanma and love his works. I love Elnathan John's rhyme schemes, which are usually effortless. And then there are works by the masters like Okara, Osundare, Okigbo, and so on. In truth, I am one that feels that poetry is such an experimental art that you can only select among a person's works and say, "This one succeeded", not that this author always writes good poetry. The fact that the poet wrote a good one today is no guarantee of his tomorrow."

Ogbowei's reading list and the reasons for it is an impressive one. His favourite foreign writers include T S Eliot, W B Yeats, Walt Whitman, Langston Hughes and L S Senghor. "They all are poets concerned with capturing the spirit of their age," he argues. "Reading their poetry you find language that is vivid and lyrical; it's poetry that appeals to your emotion and compels you to make some critical assessments.

"With Yeats, Senghor and Langston Hughes, you come face to face with great art put to the service of a nation or an oppressed race. Senghor's beautiful poetry, which is propagandistic, entertains and educates. In spite of all Soyinka said, Senghor's poetry is at its best."

Christopher Okigbo is the first on his Nigerian reading list. Of him, he says, "If he'd lived long enough, I believe we'd have had a harvest. He's yet to be surpassed. As an Ijaw, I've learnt a lot from J P Clark-Bekederemo and Gabriel Okara. Then, of course, there's Tanure Ojaide, Ogaga Ifowodo, Remi Raji and Niyi Osundare.

"Some critics insist that after Osundare and Ojaide, nothing new has happened. They're mistaken, because a lot of writing is taking place today that these critics aren't aware of. Not everybody is beholden to Osundare and Ojaide".

For Carlton Lindsay Barrett (A Memory of Rivers), elder statesman, writer, journalist, essayist, playwright, poet and novelist, originally from the Caribbean, "memories of the historical event that was the slave trade that seems to surge through my very veins and the evidence that the human spirit is indomitable and can overcome all challenges" is great influence in his writings. And he says, "My decision to live and work in Africa was a conscious act of rebellion at first that has metamorphosed into a spiritual desire for renewal and peace for all African peoples through cultural understanding. This is the major force that continues to drive my professional and creative purpose in life and it is the basis on which I expect my legacy as a writer to be judged when I am gone.

"Ever since I first learnt to read as a very young child I have been fascinated by the mind's ability to create new worlds of vision and expectation out of the simple act of self-expression. I have always admired those who can manipulate this quality in life through the deployment of language whether in speech or on paper. This encouraged me to commence writing poetry in my late teens and to build a career out of both storytelling and reporting".

The other writers in the Nigeria Prize for Literature are Hyginus Ekwuazi (Love Apart) (Kraftbooks) and Nengi Josef Ilagha (January Gestures) (Treasure Books).

http://www.ngrguardiannews.com/friday_review/article01/indexn2_html?pdate=180909&ptitle=Nigeria%20Prize%20for%20Literature:%20Book%20party%20for%20nine%20poetry%20awardees

An old story

Diego Okenyodo’s “Subversive Poetry” launches Saturday!

By Jim Pressman

Poem Book

Each time yours truly attends an event involving a gathering of “the tribe of writers,” one insists on being introduced as a failed writer who has decided to show due regard for those who do good literature, by reporting them. I also enjoy doing it for other producers of arty stuff: visual and performing arts, music and of course plenty of noise-making on gender-related issues.

Iconoclastic pharmacist-critic and now published poet, Odoh Diego Okenyodo, reminds you of the likes of Samuel Beckett and other “avant-gardistes” [advance guard or vaguard] of literature, but in his own case, poetry: experimental, innovative to a level of (positive) “subversion” – naughty, naughty!

His post-modernist approach is a deconstructionist modus operandi, indeed a demystification of sorts, of the poet and his song (s).

Little surprise you may say, this coming from a product of the Creative Writers’ Club at Ahmadu Bello University where, as one of the executives, he was once expelled on alleged (but false [?]) charges of “publishing disparaging articles capable of undermining peace and security on campus.”

As a reporter, reviewer, translator/interpreter, I never cease to feel that doing my professional duties in these categories is like playing the traitor – if you are familiar with the Italian dictum, a truism, really: “tradutore, tradittore!” [Translator, traitor!]

Today, in a rebelious manner akin to the temperament which I share with the poet in question, I refuse to play the betrayal game so that you also refrain from playing lazy: come one, come all to the public presentation of From a Poet to its Creator [with a small c, please, no blasphemy here!] (2008, www.hybun.com, price not stated), Diego’s first collection of poems/songs from which I leave you these two excerpts to whet your appetite (you must check out the pages yourself, sorry oh!):

From, “Subverted Poem”:

On the leeward side
Of a slanted metaphor
Lay the enemies of a verse
in ambush
Arm… w.t. erasers, shredders
Vile language
….
how they …terpret it
subject of the war

From: What happens to a poem postponed?”
A poem is justice
It is a concentrate of sincerity
A poem is stomach acid, an ulcer
Truth burning to be told
….
Postponed poetry is the poetry
of the ill-fated poet’s poem
For it shall find its true poet

See you at Rockview Hotel in Abuja, Saturday June 13, for the public presentation of this subversive poet’s first book of songs…

I hope he does this standing, though, all of his six feet. A la prochaine, alors?


http://www.peoplesdaily-online.com/index.php/life-style/arts-a-culture-/36-arts-a-culture-/2522-diego-okenyodos-subversive-poetry-launches-saturday

Bookshelf

Bookshelf available for download

Nine writers shortlisted for Nigeria prize for literature

Nine writers were announced at a world press conference held today at Eko Hotel and Suites, Lagos as the poets whose entries are being considered for the 2009 Nigeria Prize for Literature.

From a total of 131 qualified entries, the nine writers whose works were chosen are; Lindsay Barret, Ademola Dasylva, Hyginus Ekwuazi, Nengi Josef Ilagha, Ahmed Maiwada, Ebinyo Ogbowei, Odoh Diego Okenyodo, Musa Idris Okpanachi, and Omo Uwaifo.

From the shortlisted nine submissions, three entries will be selected and presented sometime next month, while the final winner will be selected from the three.

There is however, no such waiting period for the Nigeria Prize in the science category as a professor of biochemistry from the Ahmadu Bello University Zaria, Andrew Jonathan Nok emerged the winner from a total of 26 entries in the science category.

http://www.234next.com/csp/cms/sites/Next/Home/5444743-146/story.csp

From A Poem... $50,000 prize longlist

Nok Wins Science Prize, Nine Make Literature Longlist

PROFESSOR Andrew Jonathan Nok has won this year's Nigeria Prize for Science for his seminal work in discovering the gene responsible for the creation of Sialidase (SD), an enzyme which causes sleeping sickness (Trypanosomiasis).

His work will form the baseline for developing DNA based vaccines against Trypanosoma. The Committee for The Nigeria Prize for Science in awarding the prize to Nok, noted that his submission "has the potential of leading to the development of a scientifically elegant and sophisticated solution to a predominantly African problem."

In 2006, the World Health Organisation (WHO) estimated that some sixty million people who live mainly in rural parts of East, West and Central Africa are at risk of contracting sleeping sickness.

Nok will be honoured at the Nigeria LNG Limited's sponsored Grand Award Night on 10th October this year, at the Transcorp Hilton Hotel in Abuja.

A Fellow of The Nigerian Academy of Science, Nok whose effort outclassed 25 other entries in wide-ranging fields such as engineering, agriculture, biology and chemistry, is a Professor of Biochemistry and Dean of the Faculty Science at the Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria and has supervised over 35 post-graduate theses.

In the same vein, nine writers are within striking distance for the prize according to the Nigerian Academy of Letters.

A poet, Mr. Remi Raji, was disqualified for including in his entry; Gather my blood and Rivers of Song, previously published poems.

The judges frowned at the practice of rehashing previous works for literary prizes, saying it should be discouraged.

The authors are Omo Uwaifo for Litany; Ahmed Maiwada for Fossils; Lindsay Barrett for A Memory of Rivers; Odoh Diego Okenyodo for From a Poem to its Creator; Hyginus Ekwuazi for Love Apart; Musa Idris Okpanachi for The Eaters of the Living; Ademola Dasylva for Songs of Odamolugbe; Nengi Josef Ilagha for January Gestures; G'ebinyo Ogbowei for Song of a Dying River. There were 163 entries this year.

Noteworthy in the shortlist released by committee is Uwaifo, who in the first edition of the Nigeria Prize for Literature in 2004, received honourable mention for his work of prose fiction, Fattening House.


http://www.ngrguardiannews.com/arts/article01//indexn2_html?pdate=160809&ptitle=Nok%20Wins%20Science%20Prize,%20Nine%20Make%20Literature%20Longlist

Meeting Okenyodo

 

A trip to Kaduna and I have taken with me a four-thousand-year collection of Chinese poetry, The White Pony edited by Robert Payne. Trafficking on the bumpy Nigerians roads, I have intransigently clung to the delicious pages.

 

Arriving at Kaduna for a wedding, I find my host to be an old family friend. After two nights, my literary mind has begun to search for readable literatures. The eyes scan. And two neat copies of From a Poem to its Creator peep out at me amidst a concourse of old newspapers, plain typing sheets, business magazines and almanacs. Complimentary copies – my host was a former classmate of Odoh Diego Okenyodo at ABU, Zaria.

 

A copy immediately becomes mine.

 

At once, I set down to task. I look at the year of publication – 2008 (still recent), I look at the publisher – Hybun, I look at the appraisals of the work – three (one from Weekly Trust), one from Public Agenda and the other from the poet and critic, Ahmed Maiwada.

 

From the biographical data at the cover, I learn as well that our poet is not the isolated intellectual: he has held several leadership positions right from his undergraduate days. At once, he cuts in me the image of the poet-activist.

 

I have been racing through all these info in seconds. Then, I turn through the pages of his poetry and see craft. The more I read, I saw perfection. But the more I saw perfection, the more a hacking worry lodged itself in my consciousness. I savoured the pages, the music, the inventiveness, the creativity but then, one worry concretized into stone and became an oversized discomfiting pendulum in my brain.

 

But then, I read on. I must enjoy this poetry, weight or no weight, pendulum or no pendulum. Somehow, I pluck up the pendulum and sealed in a case. Subverted Poetry, the first in the collection was as shocking as it was true and as amusing as it was shocking. The beginning could not have been done any better, and when they have picked up their shredders and erasers and vile language, that is when we encounter the staccato jumps in our conceptualizing the poem’s faculties. The next four stanzas are reminiscent of this . . . mountain in their . . . elusiveness.

 

From a Poem to its Creator, the title poem of the collection, imaginative as it is, is the genius’s originality and inventiveness at its peak. The poem is now not just the hard matter on paper but a person, a being in life springing out to life from the white pages of the paper in defiant address to its creator. But then, the question arises: should it have been opportune to address its creator without its creator’s consent? If its creator denied it ink, could it have welded its personality?

 

From my experiences so far, I have come to realize that poetry just like any form of art must have aesthetics. But I refrain from using this word because sounding so academic it connotes a fleeting imperceptibility. Rather, I say it in a simpler expression: poetry is about beauty. Mma as the Igbo’s would say it. The rhyming, the sound, the imagery, the metrical organization, the form, the theme etc etc must gather into an unintentioned synergy. It is this unintentionality that places poets in different rungs in poetry’s Hall of Fame. In that Hall of Fame, where would Okenyodo be?, you may wonder. Like our Nigerian banks he will make A+ surely but unlike our Nigerian banks not with the bogusness that has trailed any of them.

 

Our Okenyodo has merit. The audio-visual imagery and musicality in the lines “Let no squeal escape your throat / Muzzle the wheeze of your breath” (p.9) from the poem Poetry is one edifying sample. We can still feel this delicacy when he writes to Kenana, “Now, here it comes/ The much awaited voice!/ A smooth mentholic feel/ like rain on leaves”/ (p.15).

 

In Letter to a friend-to-be where the poet addresses the cycle of making friends and losing friends or more poetically friends fermenting into foes, the poet cuts at a deeper truth. And as he sends his message, he lightens up every page with funny turns and bends. Think of “You shall miss my messing up/ the room/ Which you would scold me for/ and clean up” (p. 13) from the above poem or “Tell this verse how grateful/ these words are to be its members” from the next poem Kenana.

 

Okenyodo’s Muse is one that has much respect for its characters; here, the words that form up the poems. So he grants each of his words ontological status; elevating them to the level of persons. They become for him Shakespearean characters each acting out its part in the universe of the poem. Therefore, each of the poems becomes a whole, self-sufficient and living.

 

In his novel, Waiting for an Angel, when Helon Habila makes Lomba to write, “I add word unto word/ I compare adjectives and coin exotic phrases/ But they all seem jaded, corny, unworthy/ Of saying all I want to say to you” (pp. 22-23),he hints at the inexpressibility of true love. Eventually, Lomba drops all exotic phrases and adjectives and says only Three Words: I LOVE YOU (p.23). Those were the best words with which he could talk to convey love.

 

In his love poem Azu Okenyodo just like Habila surrenders at the immensity and volatility of what love is. Or yet, when we enter the world of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie and see her make the near (emotionally) rigid Kainene to admit, “Is love this misguided need to have you beside me most of the time? Is love this safety I feel in our silences? Is it this belonging?, this completeness?” , we understand then why the lover will write his beloved A Poem Each Day(p. 28) and swear to continue doing so As Long as Love Lasts (p.29) without leaving a day – no, a second unwritten.

 

Why have dictatorships and paranoid regimes pursued intellectuals even poets (not minding that almost all poetry looks boring even meaningless to none members of the cult) like cats pursue rats? Who was it again who said that what is needed for a revolution to succeed is not an unwilling majority but “an irate tireless minority ready to set bush fires in peoples minds?” The answer is simple. The pages of poetry can be imbued with cryptic messages. The cryptic messages are aimed at the intellectual class, the initiated who can tap at the nipples of knowledge to drink. Which revolution has worked (if you understand work to work in the now and after) without a baptism from the necessary intellectual community?

 

In Tears for a Pope, Okenyodo carries his baggage of “tears/ And blistered knees” “hoping that holy tears/ wash the white throne black” (p.19) and in the next poem Smoke, the Pope, the same message is felt when you read “Black Pope/ No Smoke” (p. 21) – that is if you are able to sieve it out from the alliterative lines. But then, when he describes a pope as “a symbol of unity/ a man who fears no change” (p.19), I ask myself, “have popes really not feared changes?”

 

Going through Okenyodo’s poetry, you are knocked into place. So I spend a whole day to exhaust his collection; trying each minute to understand this guy’s Muse. But all the while as I tried to do so, that weigthed pendulum that I plucked out of my brain stubbornly returns: if this guy is so good as I see him, why have I not heard of him since now? Afterall, do our people not say that “afia oma na-ere onwe ya”? (A good commodity doesn’t need a sealer to trade itself).

 

Two days later, I am back from Kaduna and the question stays simmering in my head like a smoldering sauce pan. Then I go through the newspapers that I’ve missed on my trip, checking the Art pages first as usual. And in The Guardian of Monday, April 27th, 2009, I read the name that has assumed an all important significance for me within the past five days, “OKENYODO’S GUEST WRITER AT ANA ABUJA’S….”

 

I shout in exhilaration. Stunning all around me. I have finally met Odoh Diego Okenyodo. Say yeah or nay, I do not care.

 

Then, in that particular instant, an answer festering to his The Poem Postponed takes concrete form. (Okenyodo argued that the poem postponed will surely fond its true poet). I write:

 

THE POEM POSTPONED

The poem postponed, a protean profusion:

The poem postponed be-s only during in mens

In re it moves on and on and on mutating

The tick tack of time moves and does not return

The poem postponed moves and does not return

Suffer your Muse a moment’s delay

Your Muse moves and moving mutating mutates.

 

Thank you Odoh Diego Okenyodo for this opportunity of meeting you.

 

BY: Akunyili Tochukwu

Awka, Nigeria.

tooakunyili@yahoo.com

08039597228

Review in NEXT on Sunday

A creative tour of the mind

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From a Poem to its Creator

By Odoh Diego Okenyodo

54pp; Hybun Publications


Poetry is a sojourn into the world of creative imagination--an adventure into the realm beyond the beyond. Real poetry makes use of language in a creative and inventive way; and Odoh Diego's ‘From a Poem to its Creator,' a collection of captivating poems raises its head high in the world of real poetry.

Using the eponymous poem ‘From a Poem to its Creator' as a case study, Okenyodo's poetic exploration can be described as eclectic as he uses poetry to make social comments, admonish and define poetry itself. Okenyodo has his own opinion about what poetry should be and should not be: ‘Our pens do not work magic/They are magic...'

He says poetry could be ‘infuriating', ‘entertaining' and ‘nonsensing.' The poet's pen bears emotions which are best transferred through poems; true poetry ‘knocks, nags and yelps' at the mind of the poet.

The desire to write is like an ulcer, it keeps spreading until it gets attention: ‘Postponed poetry is the poetry/of the ill-fated poet's poem/ which shall find its true poet.' When the muse comes upon a true poet, the only way s/he can allay the burden is by writing.

Okenyodo says: ‘Poet wey no dey write im poem, na swegbe.' Any poetic piece that is not able to ‘tickle your fancy' or ‘fancy your tickle' is po(or)etry that is poor poetry. Po(or)etry will not be able to make the reader attain the apogee of ‘creative orgasm' and is not worthy of being called ‘Kenana', ‘Canaan' or the ‘promised land.'

Putting aside his idealistic view of what poetry should be, one might be tempted to ask Okenyodo from where he got his authority to define what poetry should be and what it should not be. Let's assume Okenyodo got his definition from the spirit of poetry--the muse.

No work of art exists in a vacuum; the role the society plays cannot be underestimated in the creation of any form of literature. Okenyodo does not fail to depict the reality of life in his work, this he does by the utopian description of poetry vis-a-vis the imperfect state of the society.

The politician is depicted as ‘god' to whom all humans pray without getting a response; the answers to the prayers of the electorates may seem so near but never materialises. The elected leaders only take ‘midget strides' (p.39). The prayer of the poet-protagonist for the politician is short: ‘May you live short'. These powers-that-be try to gag; buy over; do and undo the pen. This places a big question mark on news reports by journalists: How objective are they?

Bribery (I'm sorry, lobbying) of the members of the fourth estate ought to be brought to the beaming light of inquisitiveness.

According to Niyi Osundare ‘the remarkable writer is one who is able to bend, if not break the precept rules of language-the linguistic outlaw who has flouted the hallowed ‘Thou-shalt-not' of language.' Okenyodo plays on words (pun, assonance and alliteration) and coins new words (neologism/coinage) as seen in ‘debt' and ‘death'; ‘borrow' and burrow'; ‘fool' instead of ‘full'; ‘elergy' and ‘synergy', etc. He coins words like ‘knowrance' (knowledge+ignorance); po(or)etry (poor poetry), etc.

Personification is used as an instrument to accentuate his admiration for poetry. These devices enhance the aural and oral beauty of this collection.

Accept it or not, a book cover is like a woman: outer beauty attracts faster than inner beauty. Thus, the cover of any book goes a long way to determine among other things its acceptability by the reading public. The book reeks of creativity from the cover page to the acknowledgement, the table of content (even the empty pages). The only hitch however is that the binding is not top-notch as pages (of my copy) almost fall through after a first read.

Odoh Diego Okenyodo's ‘From the Poem to its Creator' is a collection that shows how far the human mind can roam.

It is one thing for the mind to take a creative stroll; it is another for the poet to be able to capture the journey in words; and greatest is the ability of a poet to take readers along on a poetic tour; Okenyodo succeeds at this to a great extent.

In an age ridden with pseudo-poetry, it would be alright to welcome Okenyodo into the league of those who raise the banner of true poetry high.


Oyindamola Olofinlua is a student of the Department of English, Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife


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Guest writer at ANA Abuja's session

Okenyodo's guest writer at ANA Abuja's session
By Jerry Adesewo

THE former National Public Relations Officer (North) of the Association of the Nigerian Authors (ANA), Odoh Diego Okenyodo will be the next Guest Writer at ANA Abuja's monthly Special Guest Writer's Reading Session with his newly released collection of poems titled From a Poet to its Creator.

The book is a collection of delicate poems centered on Okenyodo's craft, religion, philosophy, love, and the state of the Nigerian nation. It circles around problems of relationships; the poet and the muse, the poet and his changing world, and the poet in vulnerable relationships that form amongst friends in ethno-religious divides and other matters that have engaged his mind.

Odoh Diego Okenyodo is a poet, journalist, rights activist, and public affairs consultant. He is head of the Abuja office of CMC Connect (Perception Managers). For Odoh, writing is one of many forms of expressing artistic inspirations. He writes songs, fiction for children, and radio drama.

In 2006, Okenyodo co-edited the landmark collection of Nigerian writings under the title "Camouflage". Prior to that in 2005, he also led the editorial team for the Kaduna writers' collection titled "After the Curfew". His works have been published in many anthologies.

Though trained as a pharmacist, he has worked for several organisations as editorial and media relations consultant. He was pioneer Media Co-ordinator of the Alliance for Credible Elections; Senior Programme Officer (Information and Publications), Centre for Democracy and Development; editor of Bookshelf, the literary pages in the Weekly Trust, etc.

Okenyodo has held the positions of National Publicity Secretary, Association of Nigerian Authors; Chairman of the Kaduna Writers' League; and Caretaker Chairman of the Creative Writers' Club, Ahmadu Bello University Zaria. He was editor of several campus magazines, including the pharmacy students' PharmSatellite and the general-interest campus publication, The Parrot.

The book of poems, "From a Poem to Its Creator", will be launched on the day after June 12, 2009 in Abuja.

Writers that had featured in the Guest Writer' Session in the last two years included Bello Musa Dankano, Dull Johnson, Ahmed Maiwada, and Denja Abdullahi.

http://www.ngrguardiannews.com/arts/article03//indexn3_html?pdate=270409&ptitle=Okenyodo's%20guest%20writer%20at%20ANA%20Abuja's%20session&cpdate=270409

The bed is upturned
Empty condom sachets lie around
a broth of four-day-old tea
bodies of roaches stamped dead
beside a loaf of bread  and sardine can
Cobwebs restrain mosquitoes
An air freshener nozzle points at the wall
A candle stands halfway burnt beside papers
Newspapers strewn about the room
Proposals peek from underneath a blanket
More candle bars peer at the world
from under the rumples of clothes on the rug
         
A pen knife
A bottle of soft drink—empty
A Bible—unread
No prayer book
But Anointing Oil flows

A photo album of lies
Cassettes of Naija Pop
CDs
VCDs
DVDs
and VDs