Published Works
- Bonjour, Bessieux! Libreville: Impriga, n.d.
- Le combat de Mbombi: tragi-comédie en XII scènes Libreville:, 1977.
- La mort de Guykafi: Drame en cinq actes; suivi de deux albinos à la M'Passa; et le soûlard (Collection of Plays), Paris: L'Harmattan, 1981. ISBN 2-85802-184-8
- Epopée Mulombi contée par Ambroisine Mawiri et Victor Mbumba; écrite et arrangée par Vincent de Paul Nyonda. Gabon: s.n., 1986?-
- Le roi Mouanga: tragédie en VI actes Gabon: V. de P. Nyonda, .
- Autobiographie d'un Gabonais: Du villageois au ministre (autobiography), Paris: L'Harmattan, 1993. ISBN 2-7384-1743-4
- Nyonda et le théâtre : V. de P. Nyonda,
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| Persondata | |
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| Name | Nyonda |
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| Date of birth | 1918 |
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| Date of death | 1995 |
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