African Lit: Ice-Cream headache in my bone with Phillippa Yaa De Villiers

Some poems invite quiet contemplation. They question. They provoke. Others stop you in your tracks offering a moment of reverence in a rich, diverse collection that spans decades while pausing to revel in the electric intensity of a single second. Written in a fluid, liquid form that seamlessly blends prose and poetry, De Villiers fearlessly confronts and disrupts. This is a collection that dips deep into a wellspring of images that are both euphoric and horrifying. At once prophetic and playfully sharp, ice cream headache in my bone is a fierce exploration and celebration of language itself. It is a definitive collection that yields and responds, burns and soothes all while calling out a raw longing for truth, delivered in a tongue refusing to be tempered by oppression or pain.