Kola articles from March 2006

Kola archives from March 2006

Editorial.(Editorial)
March 22, 2006... Time marches on; the world is in turmoil, ecologically, economically, spiritually; disasters lurk everywhere. In the midst of all this, writers continue to create and publish. Kola Magazine seeks to capture some of these myriad of changes in...

The Color of Terror ...(Poem)
March 22, 2006... The Color of Terror... A little child huddled in a dark lonely corner Shivering from the cold and fright, The pangs of hunger inflicting wretched pain On the flail and emaciated body A wake yet oblivious to all...

Leave Mih Flyin Fish!(Poem)
March 22, 2006... LEAVE MIH FLYIN FISH! Dem Bajan so boldface Dey looking for a fight Dey sneak-in we waters As if dey have a right To all de flying fish in de sea Even dose arong 'La Trinite' Well if is fight dey want ...

Weh Wunnah Fly-In Fish Gawn.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... WEH WUNNAH FLY-IN FISH GAWN Ah rememba growin up as ah kid Seein de boat-men castin de nets An' at moon-full how de fish duz fly High up in de air: almost like a dyin wish So web wunnah fly-in fish gawn? well...

Stupid, Eh?(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Stupid, Eh? So you think you know what's what eh? Tempting others with your rot Under false pretences you moan Pretending you have it all sewn, In fact you know diddly squat Did you ponder Sitting calmly...

No T.V. for Jesus Eh?(Poem)
March 22, 2006... No T.V. for Jesus Eh? It was a shock the first time I saw the woman's face She was being shown by the media In a coma for fifteen years: awoke All channels flooded into your existence About the woman's life ...

The morning came too soon.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... The morning came too soon The morning came too soon I wasn't prepared for such a drastic change in my appearance. Before I knew it those wrinkles in my face came alive. I could've died; I was ...

Be Free.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Be Free My mother took my hands and held them tightly in her hands, She whispered these words to me. Be free, as the birds that fly. Live free, as if it were Your last day on this ...

"Color Me".(Poem)
March 22, 2006... "Color Me" Lord, please color me blue," So I can be like the ocean and let the current take control of my destiny. Lord, please color me yellow, So t can disguise myself As the sun and lee my light ...

Vagrant and miracle.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Vagrant and Miracle A vagrant's heart was his, Bleached like driftwood For years on a fragment Of stagnant time, His hands tied, castrated of creativity Longing to follow sunsets Into crystal avenues. A...

The Vision.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... The Vision. As a child I thought I saw him In a vision at the church Where I had prayed in solitude. A blazing light of gentle fire Reached out from behind the altar And claimed me. I felt no fear; ...

Freedom Tears.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Freedom Tears Africa laughs from my eyes Tinges my blood purple Curls my hair at the roots Denies me a future solitude By chaining me darkly to the past She cries out to me of hope. Oh Africa, Mother Africa!...

When Gods Make Love.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... When Gods Make Love The butterflies come to rest in trees under leaf thatch-roof homes At night they close their wings in reverence in the fire-god and pray A potted plant placed on the window sill imitates the ruse, Outside ...

Lies.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Lies I I know a man A terrible man He goes from door To door telling lies about people he liked but no longer does and no longer cares to do well by. He no longer cares for...

Life's Deceptions.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Life's Deceptions There are demons That turk, disgorged From gagging throats Of tsunami swells To ride the under cusp Of spiralling waves Looking for the fool That dares to balance On collapsing...

Reflections at Victoria Station.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Reflections at Victoria Station (London July 2005) There is a buzz in the air at Victoria Station. Sounds of different voices mix With the coming and the going of feet That tap rhythms from leather boots Echoed by...

Since we first lived.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... Since we first lived (for Wendy) 1 My thoughts are about you, visages of God that pop in and out of my universe like story boards of time. The journey from a happy child to frailty of future years, ...

An ode.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... An ode I felt the love you felt this morning As I lay abed cocooned and yearning, When I awoke, not quite reborn. I found the essence once forlorn, I sensed the truth of your loving touch, A feeling that could...

My Grandpa was a Tree (Children's story).(Short Stories)(Short story)
March 22, 2006... If you would accompany me all the way back to the time when I was a child, I would introduce you to the most marvelous person I have ever known--my Grandpa. Some people said that he was in the golden age years of his life. To me, however, he...

A book for all times.(Book review)
March 22, 2006... "For Judas Iscariot in Heaven," by Anthony Joyette a contemporary, voice of Black Canadian thought, gives a concise view of our civilized world today. Upon opening Joyette's new collection of poetry, one comes face to face with a burning...

An adoration of the Black goddesses of music.(Book review)
March 22, 2006... George Elliott Clarke and Ricardo Scipio, illuminated Verses, Toronto: Kellam Books, an imprint of Canadian Scholars'Press, Inc, 2005. 75 pages. If I were a woman, I would want George Elliott Clarke to sing my praises and Ricardo Scipio to...

Angelique: History Discourse, On the of the Montreal launching of Afua Coopers' book, "The Hunging of Angelique".(Book review)
March 22, 2006... Angelique: History Discourse, On the of the Montreal launching of Afua Coopers' book, "The Hunging of Angelique". My first serious consideration of Marie-Joseph Angelique was on my reading Dr. Leo Bertley's pictorial history of Blacks in...

In commemoration.(Poem)
March 22, 2006... In Commemoration She touched the, cold bronze metal and the words' that are raised etchings opened the gates of time to send its brail Messages felt on her finger tips awaken me. I, Marie-Joseph Angelique nee...