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Black
Emeralds
Author: Rais
Neza Boneza Binding: Hardback (pp:)
ISBN: 81-8253-034-2
Availability:
In
Stock (Ships within 1 to 2 days) Publisher:
Cyberwit.net Pub. Date:
2005
Condition:
New
Description:
Rais
Neza Boneza born the 29.07.1979 in the Democratic
Republic of the Congo. Currently, he lives in
Exile in Norway.
Artist, writer, poet and peace activist;
Rais Boneza's book is a magnificent tribute to
human dignity and solidarity. The author is able
to keep a sense of hopefulness while conveying the
inner turmoil experienced by a human in exile
fleeing the horrors of war. Being in exile, he
recalls his memory and dreams of hope, love and
passion while yet the world still in torment. Most
poems present a successful mixture of the
universal and the particular, and as a result most
readers will be able to identify with the main
character as he goes through his search for
freedom and wholeness. His writing has been
published in different magazines worldwide. His
publication include:
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Nomad a refugee poet, cookcommunication USA 2003
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Peace by Africans' peaceful means,
proteapublishing USA 2004
Rais
Neza Boneza
Nandi
I
have reached my destination, and I continue to
write. My quill seems to pour its ink onto
the banks of the Tanganyika Lake. The sacred place
to which - from the other side of the border - I
confided my boredom and worries when I was
younger. But always hence a long my way.
How
have I arrived at the kraal of the oldest
wisdom, Bashingatahe ?
These
legendary characters armed with virtues, keepers
of the tradition of tolerance; as I've been told
- this is also a story, or yet another
imagining. But I am as often inspired and consoled
by the lake; we always went there together. We are
from the lake, she and I.
She
who freed me every morning from the prison of the
subconscious that shrouded me whenever languid
sleep appeared on the horizon. She writes too. She
writes verses in the sand on the beach, or draws
figures in the water on the lake. We are from the
lake, she and I .
We
are very close because we had the lakes in common,
our nuptial bed. We are united, almost intimate,
and love had never been so noble. She and I
together in the lake that nourishes our desires,
passion and freedom.
Nandi
belongs to the lake, a beauty that surpassed that
of the Muses. And in her eyes, as on the shores of
the lake, I found my freedom.
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Nandi has fallen asleep, and I watch over her-
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