Literature
- Writing: Sometimes It Works
Writing: sometimes it works, especially when others are involved Part of my job is to write. It's a weird part of the job because it's rather incalculable and very unpredictable?when it will happen, how it will turn out, whether it will end up...
- Basic Sonnet Forms
SONNET: A 14-line verse form usually having one of several conventional rhyme schemes. the four types are: English/ Shakespearean sonnet The English sonnet (also called the Shakespearean sonnet after its foremost practitioner) comprises three quatrains...
- The Challenges Of Writing In Igbo Language (interview)
NNW: Let?s have your brief biography. Emmanuel Ugokwe: I was born in a village in Imo State Nigeria. My father was formerly a teacher and so my mother. I came on the down line in a large family of nine. After receiving my primary education at a local...
- Where We Live (poem)
We live here where love comes in wrapped words tongues mumbling in the belly of the words we live in a maze where razor-in-cheek cutting through the heart wastes words on deaf-dumb... where wounded words seized by the jungle in return for justice become...
- ...aisha
I knew this much much earlier I knew you were not just a flower but the hidden treasure of my secret dreams yes, I know? these waves shall forever roll on, breaking on the distant cliffs of our yearning hearts to soothe our souls your beauty, fresh like...
Literature
One day I wrote her name upon the strand
One day I wrote her name upon the strand
by Edmund Spenser
One day I wrote her name upon the strand
But came the waves and washed it away
Again I wrote it with a second hand
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize
For I myself shall like to this decay
And eek my name be wiped out likewise
Not so (quoth I), let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize
And in the heavens write your glorious name
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue
Our love shall live, and later life renew
by Edmund Spenser
One day I wrote her name upon the strand
But came the waves and washed it away
Again I wrote it with a second hand
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize
For I myself shall like to this decay
And eek my name be wiped out likewise
Not so (quoth I), let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize
And in the heavens write your glorious name
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue
Our love shall live, and later life renew
- Writing: Sometimes It Works
Writing: sometimes it works, especially when others are involved Part of my job is to write. It's a weird part of the job because it's rather incalculable and very unpredictable?when it will happen, how it will turn out, whether it will end up...
- Basic Sonnet Forms
SONNET: A 14-line verse form usually having one of several conventional rhyme schemes. the four types are: English/ Shakespearean sonnet The English sonnet (also called the Shakespearean sonnet after its foremost practitioner) comprises three quatrains...
- The Challenges Of Writing In Igbo Language (interview)
NNW: Let?s have your brief biography. Emmanuel Ugokwe: I was born in a village in Imo State Nigeria. My father was formerly a teacher and so my mother. I came on the down line in a large family of nine. After receiving my primary education at a local...
- Where We Live (poem)
We live here where love comes in wrapped words tongues mumbling in the belly of the words we live in a maze where razor-in-cheek cutting through the heart wastes words on deaf-dumb... where wounded words seized by the jungle in return for justice become...
- ...aisha
I knew this much much earlier I knew you were not just a flower but the hidden treasure of my secret dreams yes, I know? these waves shall forever roll on, breaking on the distant cliffs of our yearning hearts to soothe our souls your beauty, fresh like...