Wednesday, 22 April 2015

S is for Sensational...Seismic...Shift...and Soyinka

Soyinka, Wole (1934 - )

What can I say about Wole Soyinka? Poet, playwright, activist, he is often called the most compelling literary voice of Africa, the first African Nobel Laureate in Literature, the conscience of Nigeria.  

He was my first African poet, read when I was barely in my teens, and whatever shift happened, was indeed seismic.  His poetry is life changing, truly.  Today I am responding to his Lost Poems.


I’ve lost some poems.  And some things much greater:
the silent shapes of leaves; returns to roofs; rains
on them; only a vague hollow remains
that’s hard to recall; traces vanish later.

Green darknesses, the creaking of old swings;
pressed flowers, in memory of events
themselves dim now; evanescence
in many forms; in various dimmings.

Hearts have beaten somewhere below my own
and dimmed; perhaps easier not to dwell
on those that cannot be defined too well;
stick to concrete losses, summed up and shown

on paper scraps, tickets and snaps; because proof
is paramount. Here they are: poem, swing, and roof.

Anyone did for you what Soyinka did for me? :) Gave you goosebumps, and Stood your ideas of poetry/writing on their heads?

Posted for the A-Z Challenge 2015


  1. Little leaves holding so much more.....

  2. Pressed flowers - memories preserved.

  3. Only a vague hollow remains - such sadness.

    Good luck with the A to Z Challenge!
    A to Z Co-Host S. L. Hennessy

  4. That is a neat poem! I can't believe I never knew about Soyinka before.

  5. the opening line got me. wow. Very good post. Glad I wandered by from A to Z


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