INSIDE MY HEAD by Umary Ayim: Poems on nature and human toxicity.
Nature, which in its
simplest definition means everything created in the world is perfect, that is, until
through the insatiable need to improve upon it, the human is leaving in its
wake, environmental destruction, social upheaval, economic woes, spiritual
emptiness, injustice, fraud; the list goes on, endless.
In this important book, “Inside My Head,” by Umary Ayim shows
by a compelling exposition that though it seems everyone in this century has
lost it, there are actually only a few senseless drunkards who happen to be
occupying the driving leadership seats, and steering the human race in the
wrong course and unless the many good but powerless others awake from their
apathy, take back control of the wheel, and applying sensible break at the many
man-made dangerous curves, the human race is racing heading on towards a final
fatality.
The book is a stunning and
illuminating collection of poems. Her writing shows her grasp of contemporary
social issues, presented in expressively rich figurative language, imagery and
beautiful pictorial texts.
Ayim’s poems have souls. She
writes with passion, feelings and a subjective narrative point of view which in
my opinion is arts at its best. What is
most appealing in her work is the passion and emotion she displays through the
technique of her presentation: it is not, for instance, the image of the battle
of disorder the human engages in with nature in the production of sophisticated
weapon through advance technology she presents in the poem … “Weapon of mass Destruction,” or, the
drift and possible loss of pride and heritage in another poem “Divine Reflection,” that she showcases
her play with words in the two poems but the sensibility or its absence; the sensitivity
and out pouring emotive way the narrator attempts to make the readers see the
drama through her pen eyes. This is, way
different from the straight forward ‘form’ use of the objective narrative
technique that is devoid of the shine, meaning, feeling and all the fine and
vibrant texture that come with non-form style.
Her work is a big leg up in
an attempt to help nature reorder things the way it should be: By detail
rendition of how nature was, how bad the situation is, what can be done to make
amends and a preview of the utopian state, the human, she calls, need to
rethink.
Her imagery is dramatic
thematic expository and novel. She not only uses concrete objective
representation but also, her use of allusion is clever. But then again, much
more than these techniques, she makes sure that her readers can, with little
effort, using their minds’ eyes, are able to trace, uncover or place the
imagery of her stories-source to the lives and places of their origin.
Although
Umary uses very little rhyme and few spattering traditional stanzas, not doing
so, has not taken away the shine and beauty of her work, rather, personally,
enhances it. She is certainly one I’ll keep an eye out for in the future.
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