Through Chimamanda Adichie I saw a side of the rising sun

I shivered, cried, stared into blank space, laughed out loud, closed my eyes in embarrassment, thought hard about life, wrote interesting pieces just because of Chimamanda Adichie’s Half Of A Yellow Sun. I had read another book by her, The Thing Around Your Neck which my lovely sister, Kemi reviewed here but I did not expect what … More Through Chimamanda Adichie I saw a side of the rising sun

Borrowed Memories

There are sweet memories Borrowed ones too This one is borrowed From the roadside chat by the fireside Of a grandmother Whose hands have perfected The art of moinmoin* Carefully Artistically Arranged in rows of Green Her memories are fresh But hardly sweet As she told of a Daughter Not hers Who had convenient Need … More Borrowed Memories