Where there is no vision the people perish
FINAL ARTICLE IN THIS SERIESHe used to walk this mile much faster, with strong, purposeful strides; but he could never outrun time...
25 September 2009
Where there is no vision the people perish
FINAL ARTICLE IN THIS SERIESHe used to walk this mile much faster, with strong, purposeful strides; but he could never outrun time...
18 September 2009
The Rise and Rise of Women
My fading footprints begin right here... at this sculpted figurine. This aging statue... child perched on her breasts to suckle th...
11 September 2009
Our Heritage: A Better Life – Part Two
I was pregnant, trembling and standing before a judge. As he called my name again I struggled to separate my identity from the bi...
04 September 2009
Our Heritage: A Better Life – Part One
I was pregnant, trembling and standing before a judge. I had always considered myself to be an honest, upstanding citizen... yet ...
28 August 2009
Heritage, Vision and an Akan Proverb
The voice was old, cracked and interrupted by breathless pauses.âThey tried to scream,â he said... his vacant stare was fixed on the rusty-b...
21 August 2009
Daddy’s little slave boy
âMammy!â His voice echoed around the sleeping plantation. The cry was followed by hoarse sobs and joined by the desperate pleas of his mot...
14 August 2009
Why am I doing this?
The weapon was poised, held high in the air by the chanting-induced trance of fierce rage... Weju, named after the sun because of ...
07 August 2009
Dream of the silent Ciboney girl
The dawn came... finally... she suddenly became aware. She was awake before; but not aware... of the water source that gurgled a few yards away from ...
31 July 2009
Chatoyer – Trapped in a history book
He rose with the grace of innate regality and faced the innocence of the new morning. Air, purified by sea salt spray, shrouded his strong body, perme...
