The Sun

Jannine T. Horsford

Days here when the sun doesn’t shine – it drenches.

Today I walk from the Small Gate

across Streatham Lodge Road under a sun doling out
heat like a tap turned on: a hot pumping revenge.

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The Sky Has Not Changed

Nigel Assam

Further from Empire than my predecessors,
this language I use is mine too.
The same sea they saw
I have seen, and felt too,
in the same way, its familiar salt stinging
in the same wind crossing from the horizon
they saw, its line traced by my eyes
the way theirs followed it too. A wave
is still called a wave and still sounds like a wave
and the Caribbean by any other name
is not the Caribbean. The chaconia
is still called chaconia, and blossoms
and sprays its vermilion each August
in time for Independence Day
and its parade curling through streets.
The sky has not changed.
History is bliss.


A Boston University Creative Writing Graduate, I was born and raised in Trinidad until the age of fourteen, when I emigrated with my parents and sisters to the United States. I have lived in the USA for 30 years and currently reside in Baltimore, MD where I work as a realtor.

Bring back love: A Lesson Plan and Poem

Ubaldimir Guerra

Course Title: Caribbean Poetry

Topic: Intertextuality in Caribbean Literature

Duration: 2 – 75 minute class sessions

Primary text: Kamau Brathwaite: The Voice of African Presence, Ngugi wa Thiong’o

Supplementary texts:

Selected poetry of Aime Cesaire
Selected poetry of Kamau Brathwaite
Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
Matigari by Ngugi wa Thiong’o
In the Castle of My Skin by George Lamming
A Hero With a Thousand Faces by Joseph Campbell

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Transmutations

Traci-Ann Wint-Hayles

Life was
searing
And we
overly complacent
Lacking
intuition
Complained for the dense humidity
———————sorrow
 ——————–slipped
———————effortlessly
  —Into our sweat drained pores
One can hardly bear the serenity
It’s raining all over the world

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