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With her collection of poetry, Joëlle Sambi weaves a fabric. She ensures the protection of the living and the passage of words. A sharp pen, as deep and full as the equatorial forest.
Like a poetic-political manifesto, she unfolds within it the scars of a body-soul tinged with racial, sexist, and homophobic violence. Her language adorns itself with a thousand flashes of lightning to share the ripe grapes of wrath.