Air Raid by Chinua Achebe
It comes so quickly the bird of death from evil forests of Soviet technology A man crossing the road to greet a friend is much too slow. His...
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Christmas in Biafra (1969) by Chinua Achebe
This sunken-eyed moment wobbling down the rocky steepness on broken bones slowly fearfully to hideous concourse of gathering sorrows in the ...
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A Mother in a Refugee Camp by Chinua Achebe
No Madonna and Child could touch Her tenderness for a son She soon would have to forget.... The air was heavy with odors of diarrhea, Of unw...
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The First Shot by Chinua Achebe
That lone rifle-shot anonymous in the dark striding chest-high through a nervous suburb at the break of our season of thunders will yet ...
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Poem: Agostinho Neto by Chinua Achebe
Neto, were you no more Than the middle one favored by fortune In children's riddle; Kwame Striding ahead to accost Demons; behind you a ...
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The Explorer by Chinua Achebe
Like a dawn unheralded at midnight it opened abruptly before me a rough circular clearing, high cliffs of deep forest guarding it in amber-t...
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Pine Tree in Spring (for Leon Damas) by Chinua Achebe
Pine tree flag bearer of green memory across the breach of a desolate hour Loyal tree that stood guard alone in austere emeraldry over Natur...
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