Àkòdì Òrìṣà
Àkòdì Òrìṣà:
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TWO ROCK STARS
TWO ROCK STARS
ROCK 1:
I wish I were a rock of salt.
Then I won’t be so insulted.
Here I sit at the bottom of the stream
pelted by water
pecked by fishes
pinched by crabs
unseen, uncelebrated by man
useless to him and his art.
I wish I were a rock of salt
Dear Kicking Fetus
Dear Kicking Fetus
For Saidiya Hartman***
Why kick your mother
so hard, so relentless
right in the center
of her tender navel?
Is there something
you know about life,
about the impious ways
Ọ̀RÌYÀ
Ọ̀RÌYÀ
Yà mí lójú n ríran
Ọ̀rìyà
Kí n ríran rówó
Kí n ríran rọ́mọ
Ọ̀rìyà
Yà mí lójú n ríran
Ọ̀rìyà
Seven phallic comb
MY WORKS
Two of my work hanging in the exhibitions‘Wole Soyinka: Antiquities Across Times and Place’ in Haiti, curated by Awam Amkpa of New York University.
The Incompatibility of Love and Fear
The Incompatibility of Love and Fear
ÀRÓ CIRCUMSTANCES
There is an ancient Yoruba poem about Àró, the alien.
Listen, the translation is below the Yoruba original.
Mo gbinlá mi sóko
Mo gbinkàn mi sóko
Ewúrẹ́ Àró fi jẹ;
Àgùtàn Àró fi jẹ
Èmi ò mọ ohun Àró ní mo ṣe.
I planted okra on my farmland
