#122. Floetry by JulietKego – Sons and Daughters of Okigbo

No man can outwit the ancestors Quote

#NaPoWriMo Day 2

[This is not a poem; it is Floetry inspired by true events].

At Okigbo’s shrine
seeds of his loins gathered
and called out to him:

 

“Nna anyi! Nna anyi!
Ifekandu, hear us.
Biko nu, mere anyi Ebele.
Do not look away.
Mbah nu.
Your son is desecrating
the waters
The priestesses find his semen
in the holiest of rivers
His seeds scattered
across the land
(lost in the fields of shame)
Does he not know
they each carry his gifts?
That we must find them
to raise them?
Alu na eme n’obodo anyi”

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#PoetryMasterclass – Chinua Achebe: For the love of Poetry

#LostInAchebe ‪#‎NPM16‬ ‪#‎CelebratingPoetry‬ He is known as one of Africa’s most celebrated prose writers and yet POETRY was Chinua Achebe’s first love.
I stumbled upon this website (www.brainpickings.org) and had a feast on Achebe’s poetry. In particular, his poem “Remembrance Day” struck a deep chord.
Come June 4th, I’ll be part of a team organizing the Annual Biafran Memorial Day Event in Toronto. Achebe’s reminder of what an honourable remembrance day celebration should be to all Igbos is both timely and necessary.
 
“We called him:
visionary,
missionary,
revolutionary
and, you know, all the other naries
that plague the peace…”
~ Chinua Achebe [From his poem: “We Laughed at Him”]

 

[The audio source: Soundcloud account of http://www.brainpickings.org]

Random Musings: Happy Mother’s Day to the Unsung and Uncelebrated mothers….

A Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers who feel voiceless, dreamless, faceless, nameless…

As we joyfully celebrate mothers around the world on this wonderful Mother’s Day, let us also honour the weeping mothers who came before us, victims the Biafra-Nigeria civil war and those who are also presently with us, victims of Boko Haram’s onslaught, mothers who hunger for bread, shelter, security and peace, the ones who were forced into motherhood.

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