ISBN 9789956553068
Pages 50
Dimensions 203x127mm
Published 2023
Publisher Langaa RPCIG, Cameroon
Format Paperback

Echo The Giant

by Moshumee T. Dewoo

"From 'Ode to Harry' to 'Black on White Screams, Dewoo's poems ripple along psycho-cultural dimensions, where the terseness of her language rumbles, her epigraphic-like renditions compel, and the topicality of her themes flickers as the profane and the sacred roar for and against each other in profound dis-enclosure. She writes for her freedom, but also, for humanity's."

HASSAN MBIYDZENYUY YOSIMBOM, Interdisciplinary Literature Scholar

 "Echo the Giant is a poignant exploration of memories that linger, summoning the present and entrapping it in a state of stasis. The entire collection extends an invitation to ponder these memories along recurring motifs such as fear, dissolution, grief and embodiment, guiding one toward a reconciliation with the very pain of existence. Dewoo's poetry confronts its most formidable challenge as follows: The past materialises through images of panic, melancholy, sorrow and obscurity, seamlessly merging into unstable entities and provocatively unveiling the syntax of incapacity - an unrelenting companion to the weight of anguish against the articulation of femininity that resounds as a profound plea for freedom, regardless of the cost."

AHMET SAIT AKCAY, Literary Critic, Research Fellow at the Institute for Humanities in Africa, HUMA, University of Cape Town

 Echo the Giant marks the fifth chapter of Moshumee T. Dewoo's poetic odyssey. It is a journey into a world where memories pulse with life, emotions cascade like melodies, the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and words become the prism refracting the light of our shared brokenness or our vulnerability after pain and internal battles against this - echoes and giants rummaging through body, mind and soul in search of peace.

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About the Author

Moshumee T. Dewoo

Moshumee T. Dewoo is a lot of things: a student, an island girl, a political observer, an obsessed eye-baller of the subject of Power, an Indo-Mauritian, and an African (which she finds herself having to prove to or fight about these days), and so on and so forth... She does not quite think of herself as a poet. But she puts words together, often, that rhyme or with some rhythm coupled with obvious emotional and/or psychological baggage that have much to do with those things that she is, which, those closest to her call or assume poetry.