Wednesday, September 25, 2024

Nyashadzashe Chikumbu on Andrew Chatora and the Zim short story

                                                         Andrew Chatora
 

THE UNSTOPPABLE MARCH OF THE HUMAN CONDITION:

A Review of Inside Harare Alcatraz and Other Short Stories

 Reviewed by Nyashadzashe Chikumbu

 Title: Inside Harare Alcatraz and Other Short Stories

Author: Andrew Chatora

Publisher: Kharis Publishing

Pages:188

Published: 2024

 

Zimbabwe as a literary country isn’t particularly famed for its short stories, or its short story writers, its poets, yes, its novelists, yes, its essayists, of course—but rarely and far between are its short story writers. The short story as an art form and storytelling medium has been neglected and ignored, uncharacteristically, because of its capabilities. Short stories like poetry are a lot more demanding and personal, calling for refinement in both subject matter and style. The unhealthy obsession with either historical or nationalist literature has on one hand, left the short story as a medium to completely rot in isolation; on the other, it has starved artistic exploration. Chatora’s entry with ‘Inside Harare Alcatraz and Other Short Stories’ makes an attempt at something much grander, much more alive.

 

The collection takes its shape and pace from the first story, ‘Inside Harare Alcatraz’, which follows the narration and sometimes rumblings of Brezhnev and his subsequent imprisonment at Harare Alcatraz Maximum Security Prison. The story is narrated in five parts that are, at times, lacking in key details 1)and developments; it feels as though the story is told from the perspective of a mad man. Brezhnev is in fact insane, criminally so. A psychosexual serial killer who admits that killing people gave him orgasms of unimaginable proportions. Which is startling, but what’s even more startling is he is paid for his insanity—handsomely so, unlike the criminally insane that were housed at Alcatraz, the real Alcatraz in America, with the hope of rehabilitation in isolation, Brezhnev is deliberately sent to Harare Alcatraz by his sponsors for a wet job, a code name for murder. We’d expect a sadist with just a reputation to succeed on his mission with relative ease; however, his interactions with his targets and the overwhelming humanity that they shower him with seem to have thawed his insatiable appetite for murder. The story ends with Brezhnev on his way to a cubicle to self-induce the very same poison he had meant for his targets.

 

‘Black Britain’ is a satirical attempt at dealing with the systemic and endemic racism that plagues African immigrants and the black diaspora at large in Britain, taking the form of racial profiling during Black interactions with law enforcement authorities. Just beneath the veil of satire, glimpses of a fictionalised ‘Black Lives Matter Movement’ can be seen. The story follows the narration of Anesu, who witnessed the racial profiling of his parents at the age of thirteen, only to face the same at a much later age. Through his account, the readers are taken to the eye of the storm as an attempt to vocalise such, and more cases of mistreatment are met with heavy handedness and flat-out denial. Something that Reni Eddo-Lodge captured in ‘Why I'm No Longer Talking to White People About Race’. Here fact and fiction intermingle and take a life and form of their own.

 

Chatora’s short stories are gritty, unflinching, and unapologetic. But as with any collection, not every story flows with the same potency and energy or the same refinement of craft; just like seeds sown during the night, some seeds get stuck between rocks, others are thrown where they get very little sunlight to grow, and a handful find the ideal place for full growth and bloom. Stories such as ‘Black Britain’, ‘Smoke and Mirrors’, ‘Estelle the Shebeen Queen and other Dangamvura Vignettes’ stick out for their depth and stylistic complexity. Despite that, Chatora's message is clear and direct: our struggles as Zimbabweans at home and in the Diaspora are not just institutional; they're also human, the scary side of the human condition. From the greedy Shebeen Queen Estelle, who operates a brothel and employs her daughters within the same space to the bigamist in ‘Smoke and Mirrors’. Chatora takes the possibilities of the short story to greater heights; he sheds the straight jacket that has been historical and nationalistic literature preoccupied with polishing the proceeds of independence. He takes the short story to murkier grounds of the human conscience, of desperation and deprivation, highlighting where we have failed as society and as humanity at large.

 

‘Inside Harare Alcatraz and Other Short Stories’ is a collection of eleven neatly written stories that are pulsating with global urgency—the heat, anger, and frustration weaved within each sentence palpable and alive. As one character in ‘Inside Harare Alcatraz’, which is the titular story, remarks, ‘You see, Chipendani, we are prisoners of conscience here at Harare Alcatraz’, whether knowingly or unknowingly, he admits that the characters in the collection are prisoners; unlike Alcatraz in San Francisco Bay, which housed some of America’s most notorious offenders, the characters here are prisoners of the open wide world. They’re captives of the ever-marching human condition, which at its heart festers gluttony, sadism, corruption, hatred, systemic, and epidemic. Chatora makes it known to the world that this septic wound isn’t just cultural or national; it's global. It's infecting everyone.

 

* This review first appeared in The Daily News on Sunday, a leading independent newspaper in Zimbabwe. The reviewer, Nyashadzashe Chikumbu is a journalist, editor and cultural critic. He is also the Associate Editor of Mukana Press. A recipient of the 2023 Ignite Youth Award in Creativity, he is widely published and a respected book critic.

 

Friday, September 13, 2024

Muchuri translates Chigama's review of Shamhu yeZera Renyu


 

“Roving in the mental ploughshares of Memory Chirere’s Shamhu yeZera Renyu…”

A Batsirai Chigama Book Review

Title Shamhu yeZera Renyu,

Published 2023 by Carnelian Heart Publishing

Author: Memory Chirere
ISBN: 978-1-914287-11-4
Number of Pages: 90

+This book Review was translated by Tinashe Muchuri from Shona to English. It first appeared in the Shona language at: https://www.batsiraichigama.com/2024/08/shamhu-yezera-renyu/

In my reading journey, there has been books that I read and finish in a day. Sometimes I can go through a book in a day or two or three. Then there are books that I take quite long to go through. A month, a year or years and so on. 

Memory Chirere’s Shamhu YeZera Renyu is a book that declares from the onset, saying to the reader, I am hot-hot.  Take me in slowly like a hot cup of tea and put me down periodically. Come back to me and take a sip because I will be hot all the way…

I read such books in between some of the one-day books. I proceed that way, reading various books concurrently.

I am happy that I have eventually gone through Shamhu yeZera Renyu without having to rush. I have gone through it, sipping it and placing it down and sipping again.  

I agree with Robert Masunga’s words (on the blurb) when he says that “In this book there is the voice of the passer by, who sees without being seen…”

This is evident in poems like, Chimunhu Chisina Rudo, kuDhirowa, Chirume chaSekai, Mbudzi, Mudzanga weFodya and especially Baba vaTino.  

Gradually the eyes of the passer by become your eyes. Together you see what he sees, you and the passerby standing together in the open where, ironically, nobody sees you. And finally, you become part of the panorama that you are viewing.

Suddenly you find yourself shelling the maize with that boy, Tino. You rise with Tino to hug his father, the constant intruder. You are with Tino when he brings the floral shirt, an awkward present from his dad to Gugu’s dad. 

You feel pity for Gibson Chiseko because, like his name means, he is something of a pathetic laughingstock. Then you may even wonder what exactly is going on behind the scenes between Gugu’s dad and Tino’s mom. You just quit before resolving that ominous puzzle. 

Memory Chirere has an amazing way with words. He makes you want to laugh and sometimes he makes you shed tears. This poet sees the world in a very unique way. Memory Chirere reminds me of the British author, Martin Goodman (whom I met during a writers programme facilitated by the British Council called the Crossing Borders Writers’ Project), who said, something like - in a country at war, with bombs dropping, people dying, there are some chaps in the same place who may actually be falling in love; some of them even getting to wed. In such places filled with strife, some babies are actually being born!

The writer has to make a choice of what he has to write about. I think Chirere is one writer who sees a rose and consciously ignores the thorns for the time being.

One Rodney T Munemo, writing recently in the Newsday, says that Memory Chirere refuses to be taken captive by the pains that the nation may be going through because he has the courage to coexist with whatever strife obtains. Chirere has developed the ability to walk though fire as if he were walking with a friend.  From the way he writes about the troubles of the nation, he makes the reader rise above all this because to see the funny side of suffering as Chirere does, is not an easy thing. Only a uniquely committed and brave writer does that! Most of us may not be able to do that. As strife blows, Chirere reports about surviving…

“…tichiri vapenyu nekuti hapana kana akafa!” and he also writes: “kune mbeu dziri kubuda muvhu nyoro  riri panze apo nekuti kuchine zuva rinokudza kana zvinhu zvakaringana saizvozvi…”

In this book, Chirere teaches me to search for all those things that many readers and writers still have not been able to come to terms with.  He invites you to laugh even at some of the usually sad scenarios. His is a liberating laughter.

I can’t continue… because I want you to buy this book and read it yourself.  You will understand me when you get to poems such as Kutsvodana, Kuonesesa, Vana Vandakaticha, Nezuro, Maraya naMareta.  With that Kutsvodana poem, you will wonder at the depth and breadth of this wedding kiss because it is painted like those record-breaking kisses from the Guiness Book of Records. 

During that formidable kiss, time stretches relentlessly like chewing gum, taking the onlooker back in time. It is funny, but it is also underlined by an eternal sadness. Then there are poems that are so direct like:

“Tiri mukanwa mechinhu
chiri kutitsenga zvishoma nezvishoma.
Zvishoma nezvishoma nezvishoma.

Chombomira pachinenge chamhoreswa:
“Makadiiko Mhukahuru?”
Chobva chatanga kutitsenga zvakare…”

You ask, what is chewing us up? Is it man or beast? The poet writes somewhere that “Vanhu vemazuva ano vachaziva here musiyano wemubvunzo nemhinduro?” (The struggle between appearance and reality?)

The poem called Mukanwa is one of the poems with subterranean meanings. You may fit in your own meanings. It is in the same league with poems Kutadza, Basa, Munhu WekuZimbabwe, Detembo Risina Musoro and Zvaipa.  You may actually read and re-read these poems, picking a new meaning on each trip.

Shamhu yeZera Renyu was published in 2023 by Carnelian Heart Publishing and it won the NAMA (Outstanding Poetry Book) in 2024. It is going to be the last book to win that category since the category is now being discontinued in 2025.

+About the book reviewer: Batsirai Chigama (Zimbabwe) is a performer, poet, literary activist, and social commentator. City of Asylum described her work as “surprising, shocking, and skilfully deliberate work,” and “a breath-taking embodiment of grief.” Her latest book of poems is called For Women Trying to Breathe and Failing (it's not your fault)

+About the translator: Tinashe Mchuri is a renowned Zimbabwean author, journalist, actor and storyteller. Together with lawyer and author, Petina Gappah, he translated George Orwell’s Animal Farm into Shona, and got it published under the title Chimurenga Chemhuka