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I’ve spent the last two midnights starting and reading ‘In The Name of our Father’ after being gifted it from the first Bookish Species Event in April 2019.

Book Synopsis

Two men. One dictator. A country in turmoil. Into this mix is thrown a new novel that threatens to expose the rotten uunderbelly of ‘a man of God’ who has not only bewitched his flock but has sunk his fangs into the head of state.

In his debut novel, In The Name of Our fater, award winning journalistOlukored Yishau weaves a mesmerizing take of duty, ambition, greed, and hunger for power. It is the story of two men intent on preserving their lives but it is on a larger scale the story of a country fighting to throw off the shackles of a power mad dictator.

You’ll catch me time traveling at midnight with juice in my recycled baby food-now-juice jar and my 2nd current read.

What do you drink when you are reading? How are you combating plastic waste and recycling with your daily choice of drinks?

PEPPERSOUP AND POETRY

Cold winds bellow as the skies grow grey. Angry raindrops whip the earth. I spoon tender goat meat and spicy peppersoup through my shea buttered lips.

I’d spent hours learning how to spice and boil peppersoup for over a hundred persons. Afterwards, I lay my aching back under the duvet. Sniffing the intoxicating scent of a new book, I flip open poems highlighted by Shittu Fowora.

I’m taking my time sipping poetry and peppersoup.

Reading Update: Anxiety and Things that Shatter by Samuel Adeyemi

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This poetry collection is divided into three parts; Part I-Anxiety, Part II- Shatter, Part III- Rehab.

I’m currently reading poems under Anxiety. Did I say wow when I introduced this poetry collection here? Wow!

The imagery is animated and alive!

like silk turbans possessed/

by a sandstorm

Dancers

The tone of the poems here are anxious, reflective, often fast paced.

You hold me like an anchor,
like suicide ropes hold their beloved
without fear for the soul sleeping silently within.
And this soul rests like rosewater

• • •

Your words strike me like a knife in my chest
dragged up to my throat,
stuck underneath my chin,
but yet all I bleed is indecision

Voice

This excerpt from What Doesn’t Kill You, made me respectfully pause and click my fingers;

Sometimes what doesn’t kill you
let’s you live
to watch a part of you die.

There are some poems I will reread another day to decipher. But so far I’m enjoying how some unexpected or mundane experiences are painted.

And the neighbour’s child said
she sprinkled sugar on her bed sheets
because she wanted to have sweet dreams.

-Dreams/Reality

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