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this first read (for me) has been a wonderful joy. I particularly enjoyed the diverse content, the depth of creativity (Apostles' Creed, oh my, what a delight). Above all, perhaps, I want to commend you taking the bull by the horns. It is one thing to have the writers (budding and somehow established) out there; however, their individual and collective effots do not amount to much without a forum to disseminate their works. Need I say what you know already: I wish you more oil with which to eat this plantain.
Epah Fonkeng
poet,
Ottawa
Posted by: Epah Fonkeng | May 13, 2009 at 05:31 PM