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  1. In the small hours' by Wole Soyinka

    Nkem Egenuka's blog Akinwande Oluwole Soyinka was born in July 13, 1934, in Abeokuta, Nigeria. He attended University College in Ibadan, Nigeria, University of Leeds, England. He was a reader at Royal Court Theater, London, chairman of department of ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-02-09 11:45

  2. The Pulley By George Herbert

    Nkem Egenuka's blog The Pulley By George Herbert   When God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by, “Let us,” said he, “pour on him all we can. Let the world’s riches, which dispersèd lie, Contract into a span.”   So strength firs ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-02-09 11:58

  3. Happy World Poetry Day!

    Nkem Egenuka's blog Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful. – Rita Dove Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. Robert Frost Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/topics/topic_po ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-03-22 10:56

  4. Vanity by Birago Diop

    Nkem Egenuka's blog Vanity If we tell, gently, gently All that we shall one day have to tell, Who then will hear our voices without laughter, Sad complaining voices of beggars Who indeed will hear them without laughter?   If we cry roughly of our tor ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-05-19 14:25

  5. A poem by Alfred Tennyson

    Nkem Egenuka's blog  Crossing the Bar Sunset and evening star    And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar,    When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep,    Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-05-19 15:05

  6. The Anvil and the Hammer by Kofi Awoonor

    Nkem Egenuka's blog   Caught between the anvil and the hammer In the forging house of a new life Transforming the pangs that delivered me Into the joy of new songs The trapping of the past, tender and tenuous  Woven with fibre of sisal and Washed in ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-05-19 15:16

  7. The Schoolboy by William Blake

    Nkem Egenuka's blog The Schoolboy I love to rise in a summer morn, When the birds sing on every tree; The distant huntsman winds his horn, And the skylark sings with me: O what sweet company! But to go to school in a summer morn, O it drives all joy ...

    Nkem Egenuka - 2017-05-23 14:53