Thursday, September 3, 2015

DAY 1-#BABISHAI2015 POETRY FESTIVAL BATALO EAST AND DR. CHARLES MULEKWA

Abdul-Batalo East-photo by Zahara Abdul.
Otieno Onyango from Fatuma's Voice
Trying to make the moves #Babishai2015
Sheila Okongo Nyanduaki, first runner -up , #Babishai2015 Poetry prize
Dr. Charles Mulekwa in his session-from the page to the stage
Some of the participants in Dr. Charles Mulekwa's session

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

ADEEKO IBUKUN FROM NIGERIA WINS THE #BABISHAI2015 POETRY PRIZE



PRESS RELEASE: ADEEKO IBUKUN FROM NIGERIA TAKES THE #BABISHAI2015 POETRY PRIZE
On Friday 28 August,  at the close of the three day first ever poetry festival in Uganda, Professor Remi Raji, Babishai Poetry board member and President of Association of Nigerian Authors, announces Adeeko Ibukun from Nigeria,  the overall winner of the #Babishai2015 Poetry prize.  From over 2,000 poems, the judges, Professor Antjie Prog, Mildred Barya and Richard Ali, selected a long-list of 45 and then a shortlist of 15, whose poems can be read here. http://www.bnpoetryaward.co.ug/download/bnpa_2015_shortlist.pdf.

Adeeko Ibukun won for his poem, A Room With A Drowning Book, which the judges agreed unanimously, was befitting. Professor Antjie Grog says of the winning poem,
“The winning poem is a good example of a very sophisticated way of presenting
content: the choice of a two line stanza creates a sense of simplicity, this is strengthened by the use of a sesure (a kind of pause due to the comma or fullstop in the middle of a line) creating a calm atmosphere.”

In second place was Sheila Okongo Omare Nyanduaki from Kenya, for her poem, The Ghost of Jevanjee and in third place was Nick Makoha from Uganda, for his poem, LHR. In 4th place was Famia Nkansa from Ghana for her poem, Elixir and in 5th was Arinze Ifeakandu for his poem, Like Scented Mangoes.
The overall winner receives 1,000 USD and the top five will receive autographed copies of anthologies and collections namely A Thousand Voices Rising, Boda Boda Anthem and Other Poems, A Nation in Labour by Harriet Anena and copies of Professor Raji’s poetry collections. All the fifteen shortlisted poets will participate in poetry mentorship programs beginning the end of 2015. They will each attend poetry and literary festivals around the continent too.

The #Babishai2016 Poetry festival takes place from 24 to 26 August at The Uganda Museum and from June 10 to 13 in 2016, we’ll be experiencing a Babishai Poetry On the Mountains of The Moon in Kasese, Uganda. Next year’s call for poetry submissions will begin in January 2016.

You may read the winning poem here:

A ROOM WITH A DROWNING BOOK  by Adeeko Ibukun (Nigeria)


Somewhere in the room a book is drowning, the floor
is shivering with pages. You said the spine is the balance

to our two winged hearts. Sometimes it’s the light knitting
its letters to our hearts. I see how things hold us in their lights

so we aren’t here or there like you’re here and somewhere
a lover holds you in her heart, light in water teaching these lessons.

Sometimes something holds clearly what we couldn’t say in words.
We face it to learn our silence and that again becomes part of

our languages. Places own us like this, light bounces off them,
turning their spears at me. Our hearts beat now and vision takes

its shapes—the stream of consciousness, nuances as water turn,
streamlet as novella lost in our undercurrent.  I’m lost in a story now

or a story’s lost in me. Perhaps we should hang on words so that
we do not drown. Remembering makes living its anchor. So I asked

if it’s us you wanted to save insisting everything  is placed this way
and that way of our anniversaries, each moment  achieved  as light

buried in water—so it’s here or there, past or present, our chairs and tables,
dresser and records becoming the dykes. The mirror’s at an angle

to the world so it does not yield all its light at once. Everything’s our
subject before we become their subject, relying on memories to endure.



Sincerely,

The Babishai Poetry Team.

Tel:  +256 751 703226
Twitter: @BNPoetryAward



Friday, August 28, 2015

ADEEKO IBUKUN WINS THE #BABISHAI2015 POETRY AWARD

ADEEKO IBUKUN WINS THE #BABISHAI2015 POETRY AWARD, FROM NIGERIA

CONGRATULATIONS!CONGRATULATIONS!CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS!CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS! CONGRATULATIONS!



Tuesday, August 11, 2015

PRESS RELEASE--#BABISHAI2015 TOP FIVE













Top to Bottom: Adeeko Ibukun (Nigeria), Sheila Okongo Nyanduaki (Kenya), Famia Nkansa (Ghana), Arinze Ifeakandu (Nigeria),Nick Makoha (Uganda)
11 AUGUST 2015
PRESS RELEASE
#BABISHAI2015 RELEASES THE NAMES OF  TOP FIVE OF THE POETRY AWARD

After a few months of tough deliberation after such an excellent collection of poems, Judges Richard Ali, Mildred Barya and Professor Antjie Krog, have selected their top five. 
Professor Krog, of the University of Western Cape, in a few of her comments, says this about the judging process.

“The process of being a judge in this competition was for me pure
privilege! Although reading through hundreds of poems is daunting and at
times overwhelming, the adventure of getting to know what and how poets
from the continent write in English, was an absolute thrill and actually
deserves a full analytical essay. Poets are NOT oblivious of the suffering, injustice and terrorising in so many parts of the continent. A straightforward
political poem is one of the most difficult things to write! Even
accomplished poets do not always manage to sidestep clichés, preaching,
shortsightedness-out-of-anger, shallowness-out-of- anger, proportionality dissonance, or to lift the violent contemporary into a broader encompassing vision. But among these entries were some very fine solid political poems, complex in their content and sophisticated in
their presentation.”


In no particular order, the Top Five are:-

·         Elixir by Famia Nkansa (Ghana)
·         Scented Mangoes by Arinze Ifeakandu (Nigeria)
·         LHR by Nick Makoha (Uganda)
·         A Room With a Drowning Book by Adeeko Ibukun (Nigeria)
·         The Ghost of Jevanjee by Sheila Okongo Omare Nyanduaki (Kenya)

The poems are available here amongst the shortlisted poems.

The winner will be announced during the #Babishai2015 festival at The Uganda Museum, from 26 to 28 August. The festival is open to all and events are free.
Each top ten winners will still be able to participate in various festivals across the world and receive mentorship, as part of our new program.

Our anthology, Boda Boda Anthem and Other Poems: A Kampala Poetry Anthology is out and copies are available at 25,000/- at The Uganda Museum. Online copies will be on sale soon.

Sincerely,

The BN Poetry Strategic Team
Tel:   +256 751 703226
Twitter: @BNPoetryAward




PROFILING ANN WARUGURU KIAI (KENYA) #BABISHAI2015 SHORTLIST






Ann Waruguru Kiai was born in Nyeri County, Kenya, and raised by a legend – her mother. But, growing up, she almost believed that black girls were not beautiful, until she saw Wangari Mathai.
Ann has a law degree. She writes short stories, plays and poetry and is inspired by the women from her Nyeri village, who she sees as defining beauty, strength and resilience. Ann writes to tell their stories, to sing for them, to celebrate them. She gets to tell the world “You are out of order” in her own way, in our way.
She serves her Country by assisting members of the community especially women and children access legal information and justice.

 Her #Babishai2015 shotlisted poemis here.

Dusk dawn by Waruguru Nyatha Wa Kiai (Kenya)

We walked with our heads bowed
Hands firmly pressed on our butterfly stomachs
We rolled like dead wood, not even once did we sway our hips
How did they know?

We walked on our toes in fright
Our feet never crushed an egg shell
We were silent than the wind
Who told them?

We cemented our breasts with mud
Clogged our vaginas with cow dung
Cut our hair and stopped smiling
Who betrayed us?

We never danced to the drumbeats
Our eyes never sparkled like the sun
We have always held our breath
Never have we lived!

When they chased us down the stream
And slid their hands on our thighs
When they dipped us in water
And discovered our breasts
Was it you who whispered
That we are women?