Posted on December 11, 2020
by Ugo Nkwoala
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Dear JanuaryIt was reassuring to hear February at last goneunprecedented, March changed everythingwith an all-pervasive sense of uncertaintyApril’s fear and anxiety took a while to registereclipsing an entire year. Au fait?For once, we were threadbare,our verity of being in control, having conquered Mars,and sequenced… Continue Reading “20/21”
Posted on May 8, 2020
by Ugo Nkwoala
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My teenage son,my neighbour’s mother lie prostratewrithed by stark hunger,waylaid by a Chinese virus.Either way the outcome is certain – death. Staying at home is easy if you’ve gota storehouse of food,a full shelf of books to read,a humming box to make voltage that… Continue Reading “something someday…”
Posted on April 20, 2020
by Ugo Nkwoala
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Tis over – the pandemic. Few have survivedso many old friends, far too many gone.After a long while, I make a return to Ward 9. Whom shall I fraternize? With whom am I to sharethe melancholic joy that ‘m still living?Yet, that ventilator still… Continue Reading “WARD 9”