I won’t pretend to have known the late Prof. Kofi Awoonor that well. I know as little as many people do, mostly through his literary works and his role within Ghana’s political sphere.
My first
introduction to the Prof’s works was in Senior Secondary School, during my core
English class. As part of the syllabus, students were expected to read African
poetry and the study book featured some of his works.
Despite
African poetry being a bit weird in my ears (honestly when poems are mentioned
it was the Shakespearean versions that hit home), I really enjoyed it because I
could relate to the thematic outpourings in the anthology.
Kofi
Awoonoor’s poem ‘The Cathedral’
became a favourite of mine for some inexplicable reason. And since then my
admiration for his works became something in the realm of a halo light. His
poems are lush (in language) and ‘unpleasant’ as it challenges popular notions
especially modern religion. A reader of his works could feel the brute, honest
force in his voice-or ink.
Though I’ve not
read much of his works, I’m currently reading his collection of essays titled ‘African Predicament’- one book I’ll
recommend to anyone; any day.
Prof. Kofi Nyidevu
Awoonor was a vociferous humanist, an unflinching promoter of African tradition
and culture, a diplomat, statesman, a distinguished academic and prominent poet
and literary giant who has been described as a ’literary royalty’ and placed on
the same literary rostrum as Nigerian scholars as the irrepressible Wole Soyinka and Chinua Achebe.
I doubted
the news when I first ‘heard’ on twitter. But as the day grew old, it became
very clear that it wasn't a rumour but truth, indeed he was a victim of that senseless, cowardly killings
carried out by those criminally minded, Somali-based Al-Shabab terrorist group, who attacked the Westgate Mall in the Kenyan capital Nairobi.
Since then a
lot of tributes have poured in to eulogize this great African literary giant,
who was a guest at a Storymoja Hay Festival in Nairobi.
Kenya.
The least I
can do is to wish him a safe trip to the other side of the world and pray
Katsiami will ferry his across the river. Through his works his memory shall
forever reign and 21st September, 2013 shall forever be remembered
in Ghana as a day the gods chose to bless in the day (birth of Kwame Nkrumah) and curse by night fall (demise of Nkrumah’s adherent Prof. Kofi
Awoonor).
It appears
heaven needed a poet at her banquets and in Prof. Awoonor, they saw a poet with
finesse and elegance who could mesmerize the guests at such banquets with
sterling recitals, thus his choosing.
In his
honour, I’ll share with you one of my favourite poems by him:
Enjoy ‘The
Cathedral” by Prof. Kofi Nyidevu Awoonor:
THE CATHEDRAL
On this dirty patch
a tree once stood
shedding incense on the infant corn:
its boughs stretched across a heaven
brightened by the last fires of a tribe.
They sent surveyors and builders
who cut that tree
planting in its place
A huge senseless cathedral of doom.
On this dirty patch
a tree once stood
shedding incense on the infant corn:
its boughs stretched across a heaven
brightened by the last fires of a tribe.
They sent surveyors and builders
who cut that tree
planting in its place
A huge senseless cathedral of doom.
for me, interest in his works came after his tragic demise. so unfortunate that most of his books are hard to come by. i really wanna read that which was banned
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