Jamaica Gleaner Arts &Leisure
Published: Monday Sunday | December 28, 2008
Seya's quiet lyricism
ALTHOUGH WIDELY recognised as one of her generation's most important painters, Seya started out her creative life as a writer. As a young girl growing up in Allentown, Pennsylvania, in the 1930s, Seya was exposed to various cultures through the many immigrants that populated the city.
SUNDAY SAUCE - Whatever happened to Miss Christmas?
After waiting for 12 months to see her again, I was very disappointed. First, she had lost a lot of weight; she came alone, and empty-handed. She said Santa Claus was made redundant, hunger caused his reindeer to lose their antlers, and the Christmas breeze went on strike.
Literary arts - Underneath it all
Mrs Linder walked slowly through the tall grass, her eyes alive and joyful. A gentle smile danced on her ruby lips. Her clothes were well appointed and as neatly put together as humanly possible. She held a stately posture and charm that was reflected in whatever she did. The meadow was likewise lovely.
Literary arts - A tale of Christmas (Part 2)
The schoolmaster, worried that the start of the new school year was fast approaching, still had received no notice from the ministry. What was he to do? He decided to take things into his own hands and find out what was going on. He walked to Hyde's Village and got a lift from the mail van into town. He travelled there, a sad and lonely man.