When the fire dies
When the fire dies
it covers its face with ashes….
Only Olodumare knows the number of strands that got plucked from my beard last weekend.
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When the fire dies
it covers its face with ashes….
Only Olodumare knows the number of strands that got plucked from my beard last weekend.
“So, what do they look like?”That’s the question I never could answer. But I swear I saw them.They came in some underwhelming craft.They took me into the craft. I saw the inside of it.I don’t recollect sitting down.
With Jelili Atiku’s sculpture of Mandela and wearing Luis Emilio Marin’s Esu figure in my office today, University of Texas at Austin.
My Nigerian friends are going to be so scared!!!!
Artist: Moyo Okediji
Title: Once Upon a Time, the Tortoise
Medium: acrylic on canvas
Date: 2018
Working it out in the studio.
Plenty to see and ponder,
so very much to read and wonder
in a half-penny newspaper.
First, you must see the three Magi
Looking to find the Messiah
At the throne of Herod?
The Three Mega-Pharmacies
Looking for the Corona Virus
didn’t start their search
in the manger scenes of Bethlehem.
You Are Our Sunshine
If your skin is dark, we praise you as Adúmáradán.
If your skin is light, we hail you as Apọ́nbéporẹ́.
If you are thin, we salute you as Ọ̀pẹ́lẹ́ńgẹ́.