{"id":2213,"date":"2017-11-07T13:46:10","date_gmt":"2017-11-07T13:46:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/?p=2213"},"modified":"2017-11-07T13:46:10","modified_gmt":"2017-11-07T13:46:10","slug":"poetic-insight-issue-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/poetic-insight-issue-8\/","title":{"rendered":"POETIC INSIGHT (ISSUE 8)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<!-- WP QUADS Content Ad Plugin v. 1.7.8 -->\n<div class=\"quads-location quads-ad1\" id=\"quads-ad1\" style=\"float:none;margin:0px;\">\n\n <!-- WP QUADS - Quick AdSense Reloaded v.1.7.8 Content AdSense async --> \n\n<script async data-cfasync=\"false\" src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js\"><\/script><script type=\"text\/javascript\" data-cfasync=\"false\">\nvar quads_screen_width = document.body.clientWidth;\nif ( quads_screen_width >= 1140 ) {\r\n\/* desktop monitors *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}if ( quads_screen_width >= 1024  && quads_screen_width < 1140 ) {\r\n\/* tablet landscape *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}if ( quads_screen_width >= 768  && quads_screen_width < 1024 ) {\r\n\/* tablet portrait *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}if ( quads_screen_width < 768 ) {\r\n\/* phone *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}<\/script>\n\n <!-- end WP QUADS --> \n\n\n<\/div>\n<p><strong>POETIC INSIGHT (ISSUE 8)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>BEYOND DIDACTICISM: A REVIEW OF MICHEAL ACE\u2019S SERMON FROM A STAMMERER<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/sermon-from-a-stammerer.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2351\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/poetic-insight-issue-8\/sermon-from-a-stammerer\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/sermon-from-a-stammerer.jpg?fit=205%2C299&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"205,299\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"sermon-from-a-stammerer\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/sermon-from-a-stammerer.jpg?fit=205%2C299&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/sermon-from-a-stammerer.jpg?fit=205%2C299&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2351 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/sermon-from-a-stammerer.jpg?resize=205%2C299\" alt=\"sermon-from-a-stammerer\" width=\"205\" height=\"299\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>TITLE: SERMON FROM A STAMMERER<br \/>\nAUTHOR: MICHEAL ACE<br \/>\nGENRE: POETRY<br \/>\nNUMBER OF PAGES: 32<br \/>\nPUBLISHER: ACEWORLD<br \/>\nDATE OF PUBLICATION: 2016<br \/>\nREVIEWER: AYOOLA GOODNESS<\/p>\n<p>One of the tenets of literature is didacticism\u2014the flowering of morality\u2014 a telling of the truth (the bedrock of any literary work) to achieve a positive society. A true writer tells the truth.<\/p>\n<p>Permit me to add that as a strong believer of purpose, I hold dear that a writer needs to understand that writing is an essence \u2014 it must be instructive\u2014 and above all teach normalcy. The reliance on writing and its relevance are to bring about correction. Let me repeat, here, that the idea of didacticism cuts across any literature\u2014positive or negative.<\/p>\n<p>Since I am not ignorant of the fact that there are literary works that promote negative influence, the question is what to be done about this? I believe a literary work that is negatively inspired holds a kind of concealed didactic consciousness and the onus is therefore on the reader\u2019s mind as touching discernment and choice.<\/p>\n<p>I remember my encounter at a book launch. I had asked the author, out of curiosity, what the essence of writing a book is and he practically failed me in his response. My curiosity is justified; the writer egoistically asserted that his book was not published to correct anything in the society. What the hell is that!<\/p>\n<p>I could not stomach how convenient he found that to be said.\u00a0 Does one write a book without fulfilling a purpose? Who else is a book written for? If it is not for the society, then for whom? Is it that writing is done to be ridiculed with such an illogical statement? Why publish a book the society has nothing to benefit from? By God, such a writer should never exist. (I wish I told him that).<\/p>\n<p>In these days of moral decadence and gross misconduct, didactic literature is most essential, beyond the pleasure and entertainment a book gives. It is instrumental to the administration of sanity into the endemic aberration in our ever-growing society.\u00a0 And because this critique is based on poetry\u2014poetry is one of the tools here.<\/p>\n<p>I read somewhere that with poetry, the world is safe. And true to this\u2014poetry has sustained this fact over the years till date. Placed beside all other genres of literature, I have observed that didacticism is natural to poetry, somewhat inseparable.<\/p>\n<p>And so, by this, Michael Ace\u2019s chapbook, Sermon from a Stammerer, a collection of twenty one poems, is yet another gift of poetry\u2014a springboard of didacticism with a metaphysical blend \u2014an instructive lane, one that the society can taxi on to achieve an altitude of sanity. A stammering of caution needed for the celebrated fluency of abnormalities in our world today.<\/p>\n<p>The bard\u2019s stutters open with \u2018A verse for Mama\u2019 (pg. 8). This is significant to the title of the book; a child in the home begins talking with stutters of \u2018mama\u2019. And by this poem, it is a way of reverence for mothers.<\/p>\n<p>In the poem, however, the poet expresses his affection for his mother. He travels her travails to find \u2018motherland\u2019\u2014poetry\u2014like his mother whom he embraces and believes is a sure avenue to build a place for his mother\u2014a motherland for his mother.<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Tell her I have gone to buy her a couch<br \/>\nSo she would sit, and have her worries bow<br \/>\nTell mama to remember her words<br \/>\nThat, \u201cone day, I shall palm the universe.\u2019<\/em> (A verse for Mama: pg. 8)<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Spikes and Spindles\u2019 (pg. 9) carries a reader through an instructive train of survival, contentment, mutuality, humility and the vanity of everything:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Know, I am but spikes and spindles<br \/>\nReminding man to write his history<br \/>\nFor one day he shall visit the living<br \/>\nBut, without his arms, his eyes and his life\u2019<\/em> (Spikes and Spindles: pg. 9)<\/p>\n<p>The poetic voice preaches the power of words and infinity in \u2018The eagle that makes a mark\u2019 (pg. 10). His transitions from immortals to mortals hold that all will go into extinction except words. There is a spiritual blend which calls for consideration, where the poet says:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018They shall dwell on my mother\u2019s tongue<br \/>\nWhere Jesus is the way and the truth\u2019<\/em> (The eagle that makes a mark pg: 10)<\/p>\n<p>I consider the above as a clash of thoughts and out of place. The poet, in the preceding stanzas, stammers even \u2018God (being the Supreme Being) and gods\u2019 will end and according to the Biblical records, Jesus is considered as His sent son. And here, the poet is implying that He (Jesus) will outlive God himself as the word. The translating of words into eagle is again disturbing\u2014can\u2019t words just be words? Why become eagle again? And the poet concludes:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018I am but a stammerer<br \/>\nA man that preaches the gospel of dreams<br \/>\nI am the eagle that makes a mark\u2019<\/em> (The eagle that makes a mark)<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps, in the excerpt, the poet is trying to say he is eternal\u2014like words\u2014like Jesus or his \u2018I am but a stammerer\u2019 is a glimpse into the imperfection of the poet and the poem itself. The struggle in the climax is vivid but then, there is an instruction in the poem\u2014relevance!<\/p>\n<p>The employment of relevance is extended in \u2018One poem, one pound\u2019 (pg.12). The poem highlights respect for poets and the power in the art of poesy:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018When a poet dies<br \/>\nHis word stands as a homeless spirit<br \/>\nEmbedded with the magic of healing<br \/>\nBut the value of poetry<br \/>\nLies in the arms of the poet<br \/>\nWhen he opens them, to calm the storm.\u2019<\/em> (One poem, one pound: pg. 12)<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Break the Knot\u2019 (pg. 11) is drawn on the theme of endurance in relationship and transforming regrets to results. Again, the efficiency of maternal guidance is highlighted here:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018But mother told me not to break the knot<br \/>\nFor every man can build his own sky<br \/>\nWhen his sun and moon will live in peace<br \/>\nMother said \u2018 only a coward dies,<br \/>\nAnd leaves his corpse behind,<br \/>\nOnly a weak man, loses hope, and leaves home\u2019<\/em> (Break the knot: pg. 11)<\/p>\n<!-- WP QUADS Content Ad Plugin v. 1.7.8 -->\n<div class=\"quads-location quads-ad2\" id=\"quads-ad2\" style=\"float:none;margin:0px;\">\n<script async src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js\"><\/script>\r\n<script>\r\n  (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({\r\n    google_ad_client: \"ca-pub-5983616716487778\",\r\n    enable_page_level_ads: true\r\n  });\r\n<\/script>\n<\/div>\n\n<p>\u2018Made men\u2019(pg14), \u2018Stories that touch\u2019 (pg. 19), and \u2018Broken Bridges\u2019(pg. 26) present a life of travails, dreams, survival and a glimpse into hope; light at the end of the tunnel:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Every daybreak we see<br \/>\nAre shatters of broken bridges<br \/>\nFor darkness and nights are barricades<br \/>\nBuilt around our kingdom of success<br \/>\nEvery morning is a poetry of hope<br \/>\nUrging us on with the lyrics of our own dreams\u2019<\/em>(Broken Bridges pg. 26)<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Morrow\u2019 (pg. 29) expresses the beauty of hope after travails, this time, more than a glimpse\u2014the poetic stammering here is very clear with the flags of not giving up:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018There comes a time<br \/>\nWhen no soul shall wander<br \/>\nAround the wet wrinkles of Africa<br \/>\nI see the day coming<br \/>\nWhen each and every one will reign<br \/>\nLike the eagles far up in the sky\u2019 <\/em>(Morrow: pg. 29)<\/p>\n<p>The poetic voice in \u2018Lamentations\u2019 (pg. 23-25) explores the theme of peace and wars, women emancipation, the corrupt state of men and the world at large. \u2018Burnt soul\u2019 (pg. 20) is yet another lamentation, sympathy for the loss of a loved one:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018She comes back to her mother\u2019s eyes<\/em><em><br \/>\nShe fetches a bucket<br \/>\nShe is bathing off the flames<br \/>\nAnd washing her burnt skin<br \/>\nShe has forgotten she is just a spirit<br \/>\nThe water becomes her mother\u2019s tears\u2019 <\/em>(Burnt soul: pg. 20)<\/p>\n<p>The intent of these poems, however, preaches our association with others in their unpleasant situation, pains and agony; somehow, we save our lives by so doing. The theme of association is extended also in the poem \u2018Do not ride alone\u2019 (pg. 27) where safety, love and sharing are assured. The truth is, no one lives in isolation and so everybody needs somebody. The poet summons the significance of associating with one another till death:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018Share a cup, when a friend thirsts<br \/>\nPass a plate, when a foe starves<br \/>\nBut ride alone, and solely die\u2019<\/em> (Do not ride alone: pg. 20)<\/p>\n<p>The preoccupation of the collection with the \u2018mother\u2019 reference is again highlighted in \u2018Call me a woman\u2019 (pg. 15) and \u2018How to Love\u2019 (pg.16) where the poet opens the readers to the uniqueness in the soul of a woman and also presents her as a blue print to understand and overcome the challenges of love, relationship and keeping a home. The following stanza instructs:<br \/>\n<em><br \/>\n\u2018Then make a trip to mama<br \/>\nSeek from her the tales of love<br \/>\nAnd the chronicles of commitment<br \/>\nAnd the weighty sacrifice<br \/>\nAnd the battles you may fight<br \/>\nAnd how to put behind your pride, and rights\u2019<\/em> (How to love: pg.16)<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Who am I\u2019 (pg. 18) is a question of selfhood based on the qualities we see in others; isn\u2019t it funny that we tend to know others but find it difficult to know ourselves. This is somehow a question of examination\u2014examining oneself. The rhetorical presentation seems to suggest that finding oneself is an endless venture:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018But, who am I?<br \/>\nI am a sorcerer waiting for a dark night<br \/>\nFor that is when magic finds her power<br \/>\nI am a blind man sitting behind his own mind<br \/>\nFor there lies the hidden paradise<br \/>\nI am the man, asking the gods, who am i?<\/em>\u2019(Who am I: pg. 18)<\/p>\n<p>The poet\u2019s run off to \u2018Redemption\u2019 (pg. 28) is a presentation of rising up to unpleasant situations; fighting back. Though the poem is drawn from the unpleasant experience of women in the hands of callous men, the poet here is saying revolting is a kind of redemption\u2014liberation\u2014to gain freedom from the hands of villain through self-defence:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018She hides her soul in steel\u2019<\/em> (Redemption: pg. 28)<\/p>\n<p>And since self-defence brings about bloodshed, one is tempted to question, if redemption is only achieved by this means?<\/p>\n<p>The theme of repercussion for wrong doing is portrayed in \u2018Three Virgin Sisters\u2019 (pg. 21-22). The poem condemns the act of rape and repeatedly emphasizes on the inevitable and haunting consequences. This is also to establish on moral grounds that no wrong doing shall go unpunished.<\/p>\n<p>While \u2018Adesewa\u2019 (pg. 13) portrays the twists and travails in love to breaking up, \u2018Awero\u2019 (pg. 17), \u2018A minute Silence\u2019 (pg. 30) and \u2018One million Starlets\u2019 (pg. 31) express the beautiful things in the experience of love and falling in love:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u2018There is something in your eyes<br \/>\nThat makes me feel at home<br \/>\nImmortality dwells in your arms<br \/>\nWhen they wrap around my bones<br \/>\nMy heart steps to &#8216;rock and roll&#8217;<br \/>\nEvery time you ray your brow \u2019<\/em>(Awero: pg. 17)<\/p>\n<p>As it has been pointed out earlier that there is a clash of thought in this collection, there are also clashes of imageries and use of language, which somehow kill the magic in some of the poems. It is obvious that the poet fiddles much with abstractions. These make some of the poems weakly climaxed and difficult to interpret. The poem \u2018Awero\u2019 (pg. 17) and the sequels could have been merged to make a trilogy; I feel it is unnecessary to title them severally since they follow just the same line of thought. The overuse of refrains and intended use of rhyme in some of the poems could have also been avoided in order not to run into broken thoughts and stiffened expressiveness.<\/p>\n<p>Notwithstanding, Micheal Ace\u2019s Sermon from a Stammerer is, without doubt, a stammering of realities knitted with fine threads of artistry prowess\u2014and beyond didacticism\u2014there is an exploration of depth yet a poetic teleportation\u2014quick and successive\u2014terrestrial and celestial. Something magical!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"1742\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/crispy-satire-issue-6\/tmp_img_20150719_155636-1773024796\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg?fit=1423%2C1897&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"1423,1897\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg?fit=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg?fit=768%2C1024&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1742 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796-225x300.jpg?resize=225%2C300\" alt=\"tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg?resize=225%2C300&amp;ssl=1 225w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg?resize=768%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/tmp_IMG_20150719_155636-1773024796.jpg?w=1423&amp;ssl=1 1423w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><strong>Ayoola Goodness<\/strong> is an Award-winning Poet, Reviewer, Literary Scholar and International Director for World Union of Poets. He is the author of acclaimed collection of poems \u2018Meditations\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<!-- WP QUADS Content Ad Plugin v. 1.7.8 -->\n<div class=\"quads-location quads-ad3\" id=\"quads-ad3\" style=\"float:none;margin:0px;\">\n<script async src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js\"><\/script>\r\n<script>\r\n  (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({\r\n    google_ad_client: \"ca-pub-5983616716487778\",\r\n    enable_page_level_ads: true\r\n  });\r\n<\/script>\n<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>POETIC INSIGHT (ISSUE 8) BEYOND DIDACTICISM: A REVIEW OF MICHEAL ACE\u2019S SERMON FROM A STAMMERER TITLE: SERMON FROM A STAMMERER AUTHOR: MICHEAL ACE GENRE: POETRY&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1742,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[28],"tags":[508,270,441,509,114,510],"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1762,"url":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/pin-quarterly-journal-issue-6\/","url_meta":{"origin":2213,"position":0},"title":"PIN QUARTERLY JOURNAL (ISSUE 6)","date":"January 21, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"PIN QUARTERLY JOURNAL (ISSUE 6) EDITOR'S NOTE \u2026a vast garden of literary comeliness There is a mine in every mind yearning for the extraction of potentials in dire need of refinement and exposure to opportunities characterized by appreciation. 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