By Dr. Ahmed Gumaa SiddiekI dream of a new black suitWith a long tail and a leather bootAnd two socks, the size of my...
A poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumma Siddiek I dream of a morning full with peaceWith no planes on my head shooting my placeI dream of...
In Sudan’s Dogs’ shitter: illusion and disillusionment
Pain filled a theatre in the Kenyan capital Nairobi, where three Sudanese directors in exile were showing their films earlier last month. Tears were...
The poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumma Siddiek “Snipers were everywhere on the rooftops and we could not stay there.”_ A resident of Khartoum. “Sniper!I am...
Sudans national heritage is in danger
Sudan is undergoing a war of destruction, with not only a humanitarian crisis and destruction of infrastructure, but also the historical works of art...
The Last Train to Zona Verde: Overland from Cape Town to Angola By Paul Theroux (Hamish Hamilton 353pp £20) ‘I am not an Afro-pessimist,’ writes Paul Theroux,...
By Robert Ocholla The cool evening warmth is suddenly disrupted as a couple of loud bangs rent the air sending birds scampering up in the...
Achebe’s “There Was a Country” risks opening old wounds
A new book of Chinua Achebe is out. A review by Michael Holman, a piece which will be published in the September issue of the London Literary Review. A book, Holman writes, that risks opening old wounds and reviving old scores.
