Call for Poetry Submissions: A Song for Burundi

An anthology of poetry by Burundians living in exile.

Huza Press in collaboration with Africa Writes and Jalada Africa is pleased to announce a call for submissions for a poetry anthology from Burundians living in exile.

Inspired by the creative force of the large Burundian population living in Rwanda, this anthology entitled A Song for Burundi seeks to bring together poetry across different forms, communities and traditions that explores experiences of migration and home, loss and hope, belonging and longing. It will bring new and diverse voices from Burundi to international audiences and force us to engage with the realities of displacement and conflict.

The selected poems will be published in an anthology that will be launched at the Africa Writes Festival in London in July 2017.

The deadline for submission is April 15, 2017

Our guidelines:

1. Open to all Burundians residing outside Burundi
2. Unpublished work only
3. Each writer may submit up to a maximum of five works of poetry
4. Poems submitted for consideration should be 40 lines long, maximum (or extracts of up to 40 lines from longer poems)
5. Format: 2.0 spacing, 12 Font Times Roman
6. All submission should be sent to info@huzapress.com
7. Each poem has to be sent as a separate Microsoft Word attachment, in the .doc format (no PDFs)
8. Submissions clearly labeled with the title of the poem and the names of the writer
9. Submissions must be accompanied by a biographical note of not more than 100 words as a separate word document. Please include your contact information.
10. Submissions should be in French, English or Kirundi.

Please send your submissions to info@huzapress.com

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