{"id":2235,"date":"2017-11-07T13:36:15","date_gmt":"2017-11-07T13:36:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/?p=2235"},"modified":"2017-11-11T22:48:57","modified_gmt":"2017-11-11T22:48:57","slug":"book-review-issue-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/book-review-issue-8\/","title":{"rendered":"BOOK REVIEW (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>BOOK REVIEW (ISSUE 8)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><strong>REVIEW OF \u2018DIARY OF A BROKEN POET\u2019 (A COLLECTION OF POEMS <\/strong><strong>BY STEFN SYLVESTER ANYATONWU) | BY <\/strong><strong>OGWIJI EHI-KOWOCHIO<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page.png\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2236\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/book-review-issue-8\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page.png?fit=341%2C497&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"341,497\" 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=\"diary of a borken poet cover page\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page.png?fit=206%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page.png?fit=341%2C497&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2236 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page-206x300.png?resize=206%2C300\" alt=\"diary of a borken poet cover page\" width=\"206\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page.png?resize=206%2C300&amp;ssl=1 206w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/diary-of-a-borken-poet-cover-page.png?w=341&amp;ssl=1 341w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 206px) 100vw, 206px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Life breaks people, so much that quite a number of them, live, thinking death is its only break! DIARY of a BROKEN POET is a juicy attempt at recycling the same brokenness which leaves so many perching on the point of breaking like a bird with wrecked wings, only patiently awaiting death to cart them away. The poet&#8217;s attempt to dig through a heap of negative experiences to harness beauty, is commendable.<\/p>\n<p>Life\u2019s hard knocks and seemingly unbearable punches as captured in this piece send a strong message to all: <em>\u201cYou are not alone in your pain, I\u2019ve been there before and I made it thus far, look around for my footprints and walk therein.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Rather than look life in the face and say, \u201cI can\u2019t do this no more.\u201d The writer holds on to his remains, even that which hangs loosely like a fractured bone, held in place by one tendon or flimsy sinew. Too defiant to let go of life, he moulds meaning from of its mud.<\/p>\n<p>Littered with poetic devices and words that strum the chords of many a soul, the poet has done justice to clarity by being explicit with the smooth flow of lines and verses. Below is a tip of an iceberg:<\/p>\n<p>Alliteration <em>\u201c\u2026But I\u2019ve been blindfolded by these three:<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Bucks, Booze and Babes\u2026\u201d<\/em><\/strong><strong>\u00a0\u00a0(RESOLUTION)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201c<\/em><\/strong><em>I am denied my<strong>\u00a0place, power and palace\u2026\u201d<\/strong><\/em><strong> (I WILL RISE)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Personification: <em>\u201cLooking out the window<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0watching the sun<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0in a hurry to follow<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0today into yesterday\u2026\u201d<\/em> <strong>(HAUNTED BY MY PAST)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201c<strong>His shoe has never tasted shoe polish\u2026<\/strong>\u201d<\/em> <strong>(BEFORE THE ROSE)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Rhymes: (abab<em>)\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cI wandered lonely like a\u00a0<strong>cloud<\/strong>,<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0That flows on high o\u2019er vales and\u00a0<strong>hills<\/strong>,<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0When all at once, I saw a\u00a0<strong>crowd<\/strong>;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0A host of\u00a0<strong>daffodils<\/strong>\u2026\u201d<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<strong>(I WANDERED LIKE A LONELY CLOUD)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Repetition: \u201c<em>Chanting\u2026\u00a0<strong>Kill<\/strong>,\u00a0<strong>kill<\/strong>,\u00a0<strong>kill<\/strong>\u00a0them!!!\u201d<\/em> <strong>(A NOTE OF WARNING)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He goes on to tie the knot of the poem \u201cI WILL RISE\u201d with a palatable pun:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cLike the WIND, I will breeze off trash from EARTH<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Leaving the debris of mediocrity to the BEAST.<\/em><\/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><em>Like the SUN, I would rise from the EAST.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>My rays will reach to the ENDS of the EARTH.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>\u201c\u2026I am not\u00a0<strong>heartless<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I\u2019ve just learnt to use my\u00a0<strong>heart<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>less<\/strong>\u2026\u201d<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0<strong>(I AM NOT HEARTLESS)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>All the poetic devices employed in this collection are easy to relate with, the chances of suffering a literal bloat or constipation after munching these poems are very slim. The poet is nothing like many others, who delight and pride in shaking Shakespeare\u2019s \u2018rusting\u2019 spears!<\/p>\n<p>Amid the poet\u2019s confusions, well painted commotions and exudation of pent up emotions, hope weaves its way in, as he cuts through sad losses, heartbreaks, demise of loved ones and the blackness that stems from having air in one\u2019s nostrils. The fine blend of faith, cultural ties <em>(\u2026don\u2019t call me Negro, I am Igbo-<\/em>\u00a0<strong>I<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>WILL<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>RISE<\/strong>) and the smooth dive into politics\u00a0<strong>(\u201c\u2026And THE TABLE TURNED<\/strong>\u201d) speaks of versatility in this laudable lyrical collection.<\/p>\n<p>As I watched that knife of hope, slice through the many layers of melancholia and gloom in the poet\u2019s tone, he seemed to say inaudibly:<\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cLife, grin not in victory (at the fall that preceded my brokenness) for I will rise!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p>If you want to see how a person can finely knit strands of the past with the present, without leaving out the future, I recommend DIARY of a BROKEN POET for you. It reeks with such originality that is capable of connecting you with the poet and allowing you taste bravery and courage, in its pure form. I cannot but say this is a collection of lessons sieved from a soul, beaten into pulp and bitten innumerable times by life.<\/p>\n<p>Indeed, this is a reflection of the many lives a poet lives all in one lifetime; of young love, wrinkling into a creaky hate, of answers morphing into questions, of faith\u2019s bloody collusion with muse, of dissuaded persuasions, of deviance towing him away from conformity (to become nothing but a <em>\u2018societal blight\u2019<\/em>) all capped by the last piece (which is all drenched and dripping with symbolism) in the anthology: \u201cONLY COWARDS KEEP MUM.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>DIARY of a BROKEN POET will be many things to many people; to some, a hand to affix one\u2019s heart and get accompanied through life\u2019s lonely journey and to others, a consolation, <em>\u201c<strong>I came, I saw, errm I tried!\u201d<\/strong><\/em>\u00a0(HAUNTED BY MY PAST)<\/p>\n<p>Like a well laid bed of imagery, let your soul lie in its verses. Some poems therein, will whet your appetite and others, wet your eyelids, but be assured that a subsequent poem will catch the tears with the hands of hope before it stains you.<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2349\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/book-review-issue-8\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o.jpg?fit=715%2C975&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"715,975\" 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=\"21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o.jpg?fit=220%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o.jpg?fit=715%2C975&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2349 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o-220x300.jpg?resize=220%2C300\" alt=\"21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o\" width=\"220\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o.jpg?resize=220%2C300&amp;ssl=1 220w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/21754963_912466008917968_449451241_o.jpg?w=715&amp;ssl=1 715w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 220px) 100vw, 220px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Ogwiji Ehi-kowochio Blessing<\/strong> is a native of Benue State, Nigeria and a fourth year student of Agriculture at Nigeria&#8217;s premier university, University of Ibadan. She loves writing and\u00a0is particularly interested in illuminating dark hearts with poetry.<\/p>\n<p>Ogwiji blogs at Poetry Hub; a staccato of munched words off a witty spinning mind insane in arts, words and innovation.\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>BOOK REVIEW (ISSUE 8) \u00a0REVIEW OF \u2018DIARY OF A BROKEN POET\u2019 (A COLLECTION OF POEMS BY STEFN SYLVESTER ANYATONWU) | BY OGWIJI EHI-KOWOCHIO Life breaks&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2236,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[112],"tags":[152,463,441,464,114],"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4123,"url":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/the-future-is-more-likely-to-meet-poetry-at-the-focal-point-of-nigerian-literature-ehi-kowochio-ogwiji-pin-literary-interviews\/","url_meta":{"origin":2235,"position":0},"title":"\u201cThe future is more likely to meet poetry at the focal point of Nigerian literature\u201d \u2013 Ehi-kowochio Ogwiji | PIN Literary Interviews","date":"June 19, 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"Semilore Kilaso sits with the first female guest poet of PIN Literary Interviews, Ehi-kowochio Ogwiji, to talk poetry on a multidimensional level. 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