My interview with Mading Ngor of Fixing South Sudan, on arts, culture, and nation-building. I share a bit from my poetry collections, which you can purchase through Amazon.
With gratitude, I embrace the fullness of this moment of solitude. I drink deeply from the spring of solace, Grasping the pure joy of forsaking all attachment. Happiness dwells within me. What an amazing revelation! As the pendulum of circumstance swings, I rise higher and behold everything in peace. © Apuk Ayuel Mayen 2017. [...]
Juba is expanding exponentially. As I regard the city as the plane takes off and prepares to land on my frequent flights, I am always surprised by new developments. A new five-story building that seems a sudden apparition here, a new informal settlement sprouting there, and a new hotel, bar, and restaurant everywhere. Juba is [...]
It is strange! A stranger’s eyes are piercing right through her, as if she is hollow, a woman with no flesh or bones. He looks at her startlingly as if she is a hologram of someone very familiar, perhaps a lost lover. Even stranger is her impulse to reciprocate the stranger’s timid scrutiny of her [...]
Being an avid procrastinator who hides within the convenient cloak of perfectionism is a double fault. One can always figure out a reason for a necessary action to wait, for another time, or until the conditions to attain perfectionism is met. To think of it, this springs from a deep-seated fear of inadequacy. To be placed on the scale and be found wanting is a usually immobilizing thought. One would instead fade in the background and be inconsequential than to risk success where there is even a faint possibility of failure.