Art & Leisure

11 Jan, 2026 0

Poems

More Than Gravity Nothing really happens by chance, A new song written, a ballerina’s dance. An apple falling from a tree, Is so much more than gravity. A baby is born, someone dies, The tears now…
An AI generated representational image of Apongo
04 Jan, 2026 0

From ‘Dorme’ to the Cockpit

By way of response to Devin Leigh’s “Apongo was a rebel leader in Jamaica …”
04 Jan, 2026 0

Poems

Beast He is a monster with horns and warts that protrude from his crusty, hairy skin; Anger oozes from his pores, and horrid fiery images, project from his crinkled deep set eyes; I watch my every…
This December 31 photo shows a silhouette of a couple admiring the last sunset of 2025.
04 Jan, 2026 0

A New Year’s glow

As the sun dipped below Jamaica’s western horizon and the Caribbean Sea caught its last glimmers, an unmistakable anticipation filled the air.
Cattle Cranium
04 Jan, 2026 0

Jamaica’s cattle legacy

“A Snapshot of Jamaica’s Surviving Spanish Legacy” is a new mini-exhibition launched by National Museum Jamaica in collaboration with the Simón Bolívar Cultural Centre. It features fragments of…
Fernando Dávila, a colour-blind painter, speaks during an interview with The Associated Press at his gallery in Doral, Florida.
28 Dec, 2025 0

From red donkeys to vibrant art

DORAL, Florida. (AP) When Fernando Dávila was 8 years old in Colombia, he failed a drawing class because he painted donkeys red. There was a reason for that: He is colour-blind. Now the 72-year-old…
28 Dec, 2025 0

‘Happy New Year’ by being ‘Happy you’

As the new year arrives, greetings, resolutions, and hopes fill the air. We wish each other happiness, success, and peace, believing that a change of date may change life. But a deeper truth quietly…
This file photo shows a house in Fairbanks Drive in Mandeville, Manchester, decorated with Christmas lights.
28 Dec, 2025 0

Poems

How can we celebrate Christmas in a mash-up land? (A Jamaican advent lament and hope) How can we celebrate Christmas In a mash-up land, O Lord? When zinc and sorrow scatter the roads, And every…