Poetry: The Sun by J. A. Odartey
The Sun by J. A. Odartey Rose, and I was not waiting.
The Sun by J. A. Odartey Rose, and I was not waiting.
Wonder By Misuzu Kaneko I wonder whythe rain that falls from black clouds shines like silver. I wonder whythe silkworm that eats green mulberry leaves is so white. I wonder whythe…
I Sing No New Songs --Frank Marshall Davis Once I cried for new songs to sing . . . a black rose . . . a brown sky…
How should one read Charles Nokan's poem, My Head is Immense [Ma tête est immense], in this video I share my commentary/analysis of the poem by the Ivorian…
My Head is Immense --Charles Nokan My head is immense I have a toad's eyes A horn stands on the nape of my neck But a magical music…