Random Musings: On the vexing Issue of comparison aka “My Mercedes is Better (and bigger) Than Yours”

Power of Art 

To free us from expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves – there lies the great, the singular power of self-respect.
~Joan Didion

WWN Reflections by JulietKego: On the vexing Issue of comparison: A wise mentor (Casey James Combden), often mentions that the basis of all unhappiness is comparison. Underlying the seeming starkness of what it is each of us does, it is important to remember that there’s an alchemy to everything.

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#Poetry4ChangeAfrica: Today’s Featured Poem is by Hauwa Shaffii Nuhu

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VISION | VOICE |

VISIBILITY | VALUE-EXHANGE|

A Poem by Hauwa Shaffii Nuhu

you are bed of comfort, minna
fluffy and subtle to me
and i leave you today, again
rolling on soft affection that is your bedsheets

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(9 of 77): Conversations with an African Grandmother

Conversation #9 of 77 from the Short Story Series:
“Conversations with an African Grandmother”

Grandmother: Adaugo! Adaugo!
Adaugo (In a very sleepy voice): Eh nnem, I am coming Grandmother: Nwam, I hope you had a good night’s sleep? Hurry up, have your bath, eat breakfast fast and accompany me to visit mama Ikenna

Adaugo: Nnem, isn’t a bit too early to be visiting anyone? Grandmother: You know mama Ikenna and her theatrics. Her son Ike, came this morning before the first cock crow to wake me up. Your grandfather did not find it amusing at all and warned Ike severely. First he asked him if anyone was at the point of death? When Ike replied in the negative, my Batram gave him a tongue lashing and lecture on how young men of today don’t respect the sacred hours that the body needs…

Adaugo (Smiling broadly): Nnem, everyone knows grandpapa doesn’t like anyone disturbing your sleep. He’s always complaining to mama and uncle Jaja that the townspeople bring all their problems to your doorstep.

Grandmother (Laughing cheekily): Woman to woman, you know a man is fully awake and standing early in the morning.

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#101. Floetry by JulietKego: Hide and Seek

Floetry by JulietKego: Hide and Seek

Listen to the audio of the poem here:

Jigida beads

 

Bia, obim

come, my beloved,

ka anyi cho okwu;

let us tease their senses,

play our game of hide and seek

And when the world comes to

seek you:

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#POETRY4ChangeAfrica: “Father’s Funeral” by Oluwasegun Romeo Oriogun (Ogun Da Silva)

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Father’s Funeral by Oluwasegun Romeo Oriogun (Ogun Da Silva)

the body was laid to rest
along with his years
his memories
and nothing,

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#98. Floetry by JulietKego: Heartbreak (In slow motion)…

Heart break

#98. Heatbreak, in slow motion.

And in my left hand
an intricately patterned
Russian crystal wine-glass
half-filled, half-empty
with fine, tangy red wine
I am floating away
from myself

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