BUEA MOUNTAIN CLUB (BMC) aka SS CLUB
By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa Snuggled amongst vestiges/ popping images of resistance and blighted souls/ stands on boulder stilts
By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa Snuggled amongst vestiges/ popping images of resistance and blighted souls/ stands on boulder stilts
By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa Should we all be patriots? As we chant chime o land of glory/one more
By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa Peeling off the veneer of the present/ a-one-way-in one-way-out/ one road, one destiny/ –
By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa  Ngaiwir free indeed: – but the freedom he never bargained for/ – where amba,
By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa Fire is a fiery reawakeningand the whooshing whispering winds its fuelkindling angst, then serenity

By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa The sky azure/ Giving a blueish hue to the wavy waters of the Atlantic/

By Kanute Tangwa aka K(c)anute There is no King Kong as far as the written History of Cameroon is concerned/

By Kanute Tangwa aka K(c)anute Tangwa You are first and foremost from an ethnocultural or ethnolinguistic sphere before being a

By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute TangwaLet me tell you a story.Warning: Don’t echo Fela Anikulapo Kuti, the Abami Eda. He

Etindi: Poetry on the Rocks ETINDIÂ By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute TangwaChiseled by the vagaries of time/No less mighty as the

To Make or Mar By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute TangwaIn the recesses of time/Â A voice was heard in Rama/Rahel weeping

Batanga Blues By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa Before the incessant tidal whoosh/ Stands defiantly a lone sturdy mesh/ – on the pristine