“I really enjoyed perusing Roselyne Jua’s collection of what, for want of a more illuminating expression, may be described as a rich variety of poems in which she sings to the tune of the music of her own soul on subjects as diverse as nature, nostalgia, prostitution, the sense of loss, exploitation, nonchalance, and so forth. She writes poetry into which she movingly pours her grief and frustrations, resulting from certain practices and occurrences. Jua has a good eye for the natural world and still a better one for details, for particular places, situations and events. In spite of the strong indignation Jua feels against injustice, misconduct and the absence of foresightedness in society, she is capable of rising up in praise of hilarious Africa, throbbing with life, vibrating with music and dance and replete with spectacle and nourishment. Jua laughs at others, but she is not incapable of laughing at herself. I invite students, teachers and the general readership to read and reread this beautiful collection of poems, bringing their personal intellectual experiences to bear on them.”
