Recently added articles from Kola:
In memory of Dr. Lorris Elliott, Ph.D. (1932-99): a founding author and critic of African-Canadian literature.(Editorial: 20 Years On)
Mar 22, 2008; Elliott, Lorris ... This special issue of Kola is occasioned not merely by its twentieth-year milestone but also by the need to recognize its absolute distinctiveness. Indeed, though its subtitle names it "A Black Literary Magazine," it publishes Caucasian and Asian writers. (For Kola, "Black" does not mean ...
Editorial.(Editorial)
Mar 22, 2008; Goddard, Horace I. ... The Kola nut is a symbol of hospitality in African(West African Society. A traveller is welcomed into the house of his guest with the eating of kola nut and the drinking of palm wine. The ritual is significant, for the ceremonial breaking of the kola and its sharing with the visitor makes ...
Africville Blues.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Clarke, George Elliott ... <Pre> Africville Blues Sometimes the seaview african unitedbaptist churchwould bear all our burdens.we would enter Zion,crossing over Bedford Basininto campground.but no more--because Africville is gravel and roses now,because the City of ...
Slave Womb.(Poem)
Mar 22, 2008; Gannes, Gillian de ... <Pre> Slave Womb wombtime in the morning timeblackness on black,Echebe pounds plantain in the dashine bowlOkonkwo plants seed for the noontime harvestand Oumari sings the blues last night the message camethe drums said--they are coming, they are ...
Market Woman.(Poem)
Mar 22, 2008; Adisa, Opal Palmer ... <Pre> Market Woman Me widelephantsappadillarearwalk tallelegantmore poisedthan vine-modelsof VogueFi me life-lineis not de whisperdelicacy of a rose's petalit tells de unyieldinof de earth at timesof ...
Illuminated Depression.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Joyette, Anthony T. ... <Pre> Illuminated Depression TodayI drank yourreflectionfrom a glass of alcoholit was fineto hear and feelthe music with you running through my system. I tried toblow the worldfrommy bodythrough a cigarette, it was sad ...
Return to Biafra.(Short story)
Mar 22, 2008; Mooers, Vernon ... Mrs. Nkwatcha sliced the beef and dropped it into the stew that was simmering in two big black pots on the fire. She took an extra split stick of petrified wood and slipped it under one of the pots, dropped a handful of chopped okra in and stirred it. She'd let the stew simmer for a couple ...
Grandma's house.(Short story)
Mar 22, 2008; Donaldson, Leigh ... In Edwards, Mississippi, there is a house; stripped of paint and character, unsteady on a hill. The house is drafty in winter, humid in summer. Family pictures warp against the walls at night. This house has the look of robbery, leaning too much toward the wrong side of the ...
Summer 1981.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Baker, Dean ... <Pre> Summer 1981 Nothing matters while we're hereas stars hurl themselvesagainst the sun ...
Bones.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Jewell, Terri L. ... <Pre> Bones them bones them bonesthem bones between the sheetsbones that choked youmade you spit up bloodwith memories of black cherrypickersand outstretched fingersthem bones buried in the soilyielding little more than spectersof mangled ...
Interview with George Lamming.(Interview)
Mar 22, 2008; Goddard, Horace L. ... George Lamming was born in Barbados, the West Indies, in 1927. He was educated at Combermere, secondary school, under the tutelage of a great English master, Frank Collymore. Upon his graduation from high school, Lamming immigrated to Trinidad where he taught school. He later went to ...
Maude.(Short story)
Mar 22, 2008; Thomas, H. Nigel ... Maude brought the chopper down onto the steak board she used as a chopping block with all her force. These people must think that she didn't have to eat. She reached for the telephone that she had trailed into the kitchen from the living room earlier on, wondering when the calls were going ...
In memoriam: rub-a-dub three ... in a tub.(Short story)
Mar 22, 2008; Small, Shirley ... "The tailored look" breezed into Marlborough House. "The look" was essentially a contraption of angles neatly piled on top of place--meticulous. Nothing could be out of place. "The look" was a very real legacy the Brits had inherited, for all its reality unreal and enigmatic. Her woman's ...
Mixed Up.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Norris, Sandra D. ... <Pre> Mixed Up never knew i camefrom a mixed marriage.thought a mixed marriagemeant black and white,not baptist and catholic. alternating churches every weeki was afraid of the baptist church.afraid i'd catch what they hadthat made the ...
It Ain't Necessarily So.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Austin, W. D. ... <Pre> It Ain't Necessarily So It ain't necessarily so, that I've been using andlosing.Because my daddies, daddies, daddy was from Africa. It ain't necessarily so, that I've lost touch withwhat's mine,and I'm losing my mind, trying to be somebody else. ...
Pagan babies.(Short story)
Mar 22, 2008; Leslie, Michael ... "Tell your parents you are going to hell," said the priest. "What you've done is immeasurable. There's nothing else I can do for you. You've done too much. Go home. Tell your father and mother you are going to hell! I stood up, pulled the confession veil away and stepped out of ...
The Street Man.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Slade, L.A., Jr. ... <Pre> The Street Man In New York City I saw a ragged man limpAround Rockefeller Plaza.I sat admiring red roses.He ...
I Cherish Daily.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Johnson, Krystall ... <Pre> I Cherish Daily My blackness isSomething that ICherish daily. I love the way itFlowsOver my body, coveringMe with the warmthAnd passion of a lover'sEmbrace. My blackness givesMe strength to laughAt the ignorance ...
Conjugal Bliss #2.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Milne, Caroline ... <Pre> Conjugal Bliss #2 My side of the bed is cold.Yours is too.The smell of you has fadedfrom your pillowand there is no pointto stealing the sheets.My body seeks a heatthat is never there.I sleep in heavy flanneland thick socks,...
7 x 7 x 7.(Poem)(Brief article)
Mar 22, 2008; Gunter, McArthur ... <Pre> 7 x 7 x 7 Prosser crooned a blues chorus,wailed for a New Richmond. hanged!betrayed by house Judases.Vesey beat the ju ju drumsfor mass uprising to come;betrayed! hanged like fresh deer meat.Cinque rebelled through noble bloodof forebears ....