Yvonne Vera
1964 — 2005 · Bulawayo-born Zimbabwean novelist; author of the 1998 novel Butterfly Burning; recipient of the 1999 Macmillan Writer’s Prize for Africa
Yvonne Vera was born on 19 September 1964 in Bulawayo, in the Matabeleland region of what was then Southern Rhodesia. She was the daughter of Ericah Gwetai, a young schoolteacher who carried and raised her, and Jerry Vera, who worked as a waiter at the Happy Valley Hotel in the Nguboyenja township of Bulawayo. Her parents parted in December 1970, and she was brought up by her mother, moving among teaching posts in Bulawayo, Harare, and the rural district of Tsholotsho, where the countryside first stirred her lasting fascination with butterflies.
She trained as a teacher and taught English before emigrating to Canada in 1987. At York University in Toronto she earned her bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degrees, and for a time she taught literature there. Yet her imagination remained rooted in Zimbabwe, and she returned to serve, from 1997 to 2003, as director of the National Gallery of Zimbabwe in Bulawayo.
Her writing began with the story collection Why Don't You Carve Other Animals (1992) and grew into five luminous, demanding novels: Nehanda (1993), Without a Name (1994), Under the Tongue (1996), Butterfly Burning (1998), and The Stone Virgins (2002). In poetic, unflinching prose she gave voice to women confronting colonialism, war, and silence. Her honours included the Commonwealth Writers' Prize for the Africa Region, the Macmillan Writer's Prize for Africa, and the 2004 Tucholsky Prize of Swedish PEN.
Yvonne Vera died on 7 April 2005 in Toronto of AIDS-related meningitis, at only forty. She left a body of work that speaks, with unbroken dignity, for those history tried to render voiceless. May her name and her sentences endure.
References
- Yvonne Vera - Wikipedia
- Vera, Yvonne 1964–2005 | Encyclopedia.com
- kwaChirere: Mother writes Yvonne Vera's biography (on Ericah Gwetai's Petal Thoughts: Yvonne Vera)
- About Yvonne Vera - Pindula
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