Al Creighton

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Pending, 2019

The art of Winslow Craig

By Alim Hosein Winslow Craig’s work, currently on display at Castellani House, is ample proof of his genius, even though it shows only a part of his many creations.

Popular Trinidadian chutney singer KI (Trinidad Express photo)

Whither chutney

Last week saw the height of carnival in Trinidad and Tobago: J’ouvert, Ol’ Mas, Carnival Mon-day and the end of the festival on Carnival Tuesday.

Philip Sherlock

A look at Philip Sherlock’s ode to Long Mountain

Pocomania                                                                                  Long Mountain rise, Lift you’ shoulder, blot the moon, Black the stars, hide the skies, Long Mountain, rise, lift you’ shoulder high.

A scene from Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night

The significance of Twelfth Night

Journey of The Magi                                                                   A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a long journey: The ways deep and the weather sharp, The very dead of winter.

Poetry and rallying cries

Dulce et Decorum Est      Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,  Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,  Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs  And towards our distant rest began to trudge. 

Arnold Itwaru

Arnold Itwaru and diversity in contemporary Guyanese literature

                             arrival                                            this is the place mark its name the streets you must learn to remember   there are special songs here they do not sing of you in them you do not exist but to exist you must learn to love them you must believe them when they say there are no sacrificial lambs here   the houses are warm there’s bread there’s wine   bless yourself you have arrived                   listen keys                       rattle locks                      click doors                    slam                 silence     roomer   here I cower from the day’s drain and glare a shadow a wrinkled skin cover me gently night’s linen prepare me prepare me                          separate ways   stranger in the sunset I long to know you To touch the poem of your presence To dispel this loneliness But the sun darkens And we go our separate ways                                   Arnold Itwaru   These selected poems by Guyanese writer and academic Arnold Itwaru make statements about contemporary Guyanese literature and about Itwaru’s contribution to it.

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