Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Beverley Nambozo Poetry Award school project

The BN Poetry Award began in 2008 with the aim of promoting poetry for development amongst women. Since then, Rt. Honourable Rebecca Kadaga has taken over as patron. It was registered under the name Beverley Nambozo Poetry Award under the number 169929 in November 2009 pursuant to and in accordance with the provisions of the Business Names Registration Act and the rules made thereunder. The owner of this is Beverley Nambozo Nsengiyunva. The project’s goals will be met by partnering with various stakeholders in the financial and literary sectors for example GILGAL Family Network, Lantern Meet of Poets and Entrepreneurship clubs of schools. Since inception, the project has evolved to meet the financial and literary needs of both male and female students in schools through linking poetry to financial literacy. After several sessions, students will submit poems that speak largely on saving, investment and the culture of money. These poems shall then be reviewed by a panel of judges after which they will be printed and distributed amongst other schools in the region.

Monday, March 15, 2010

WHERE IS MY MUSE?

Where is my Muse? by Nambozo

My best poetry has been inspired and created during times of intense sadness. The state of not having anything to smile about is such a high motivator to write. It was so easy for me then to seek refuge from the prison walls of structure, traffic rules, escaped dreams and misunderstood ambition. I would cry and watch my tears crystallize into verse and as the words appeared and reappeared on paper, my life would take on a new meaning.

I’m often asked about the reason behind my poems like Al Qaeda, In the Restaurant and We made Love on Mt. Elgon and my response is simple. It is easy to fantasize when you don’t have. It is easy to create that which is not. To make something out of nothing. Sadness makes me create. Emptiness makes me want to feel full and so I write.

Now, it is difficult to write because I’m happy almost all the time with a wonderful husband and daughter and great friends. I personally don’t like writing about happy things. Some of my worst poems are love poems, poems about singing birds and smiling flowers. A poem for me should not just make me smile, but make me frown, cringe, throw up, vent, consider and reconsider. Poems are personal and these are all personal opinions.

I do not miss being depressed and always being in want and need. It’s an awful state. I just miss the creative energy that it gives me. I know there is a muse for me somewhere. I’m still searching.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Valentine's Day

This year's Valentine's was so so much better than last year's. Last year my husband, 4 month old daughter and I went to the Shires, on top of Tank Hill and saw the view of the whole city at night. Quite romantic. But it was very ordinary and common and I do not do ordinary. People who know me will tell you that. Yesterday,I stayed at home with my daughter who was a little unwell, I watched Desperate housewives, baked cookies and when my husband came back from church, we had katogo for lunch and stayed home together the whole day. Different and exhilarating. I wonder if next year's will top that.