The Boy from Africa and other poems by Oliver Sopulu Odo, is a chapbook containing 24 poems that focuses on the spirit of Africa, the African life as well as the depression of the African continent. Oliver writes his poem with the aim of giving strong motivation and also ensuring that you take a deep reflective thought as you read his poem.
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Tuesday 1 December 2020
Books you should read: 'The Boy from Africa and other poems' by Oliver Sopulu Odo
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Leonaldo Da Vinci once said:
"I have been impressed by the urgency of doing. Knowing isn't enough; we must apply. Being willingly isn't enough; we must do."
He was right!
Saturday 2 February 2019
Humanities: We have more ideas that will rule the world, but...- Chidera Amoke
Quote via Think Life [@ThinkLife7] |
Amoke Chidera is the current President of the Faculty of Art Student Association [FASA] - University of Nigeria, Nsukka. He is a student of the department of English and Literary Studies. As the leader of the student of the Art and humanities, UNN, he is of the view that the vision the Art Students set aside for themselves,
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Leonaldo Da Vinci once said:
"I have been impressed by the urgency of doing. Knowing isn't enough; we must apply. Being willingly isn't enough; we must do."
He was right!
Wednesday 6 June 2018
Poetry: 'ABIKU' by Wole Soyinka.
Abiku is a Yoruba word that can be translated as "predestined to death". It is from (abi) "that which possesses" and (iku) "death".
In vain your bangles cast
Charmed circles at my feet;
I am Abiku, calling for the first
And the repeated time.
Must I weep for goats and cowries
For palm oil and the sprinkled ash?
Yams do not sprout in amulets
To earth Abiku's limbs.
So when the snail is burnt in his shell
Whet the heated fragments, brand me
Deeply on the breast
In vain your bangles cast
Charmed circles at my feet;
I am Abiku, calling for the first
And the repeated time.
Must I weep for goats and cowries
For palm oil and the sprinkled ash?
Yams do not sprout in amulets
To earth Abiku's limbs.
So when the snail is burnt in his shell
Whet the heated fragments, brand me
Deeply on the breast
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Leonaldo Da Vinci once said:
"I have been impressed by the urgency of doing. Knowing isn't enough; we must apply. Being willingly isn't enough; we must do."
He was right!
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