Our twenty-first century world is overflowing with environmental issues and humanitarian crises. The air is gray with pollution. The oceans and rivers are inundated with garbage. Trees are bending in desperation. Bodies are stained with disasters. Minds are torn between right and wrong. Hearts are weeping from losses. Souls are haunted by injustices. As global…
Today’s prompt is to write about something that returns. This poem is about returning of the rose as a flower, metaphor, victuals, and wisdom. Today marks the end of Na/GloPoWrimo. Thank you, Maureen, and all the poets, for inspiring the infinite weaving of the poetry rope. 8th year done despite challenges of finding time to…
I joined Letters Live in their #ReadALetter campaign by writing and reading a letter to anyone in isolation, to add a bit of sunshine in their life. The letter focus is on the dandelion flower because it reminds us that even though considered a weed plant, the dandelion is considered by some a symbol of…
Enter Walk like a tree Swaying this way that way Let not the wind carry your pride To shame [continue to read]
Contrary to the industry categorization of literature to define various types of fictions, including children’s books, nobody is writing for children only. As an avid reader of children’s books, I would prefer if the categorization of those books were, for example, fable, fairy tale, illustrated, non-illustrated, etc. Some of my books are categorized as children’s….
Ruby sat down and stared long at the Valentine’s gift. It was not black and white. [Continue Reading…]
On Saturday, 7 August 2019, together with a fellow Tanzanian writer, Justine Kakoko, we held a book launch event for my bilingual book ‘Jai The Albino Cow: Jai Ng’ombe Zeruzeru‘ in Sumbawanga, Tanzania. The event was attended by thirty-three children. Mostly were from Katandala Orphanage Center and some from the neighborhood. The day’s program began…
Distinguished citizens of the Earth. On behalf of the hills and valleys, mountains and glaciers, animals and plants, deserts and oceans, rocks and silts, the core and atmosphere, I pass on their greetings to you. From the moment of creation we have wandered and acted freely on Earth. We owe our being to Earth. The…
My eyes weighed with grieve; like a sinking stone in water, I sat down to weep by the river. What would be of those tears once downstream in the ocean? Will the heart feel cleansed? I saw the ocean swelling upriver cutting through the belly of trash wishing it were the mountain snow. Downriver the…
Jai the Albino Cow is a lovely children’s book that teaches kids how special it is to be different. What was your inspiration for this book? During a holiday in Austria while hiking going uphill, I felt exhausted and lay down on a grazing pasture. A brown calf approached and licked my face. That loving…