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Leonell EchaNovember 24, 2017

The earth stood still to gaze upon you Too scared to falter The moment you took your first breath Grace found an altar Your heart’s foundation *is attenuates* love With every smile, it spreads wildly, Baring my truth. Calmness has found its stead. This day is yours truly, The blade of your shoulders testify with […]

Leonell EchaNovember 24, 2017

You must be a reward For an act I cannot remember In the world before now You must be the song I’ve been humming Suddenly put into words You must be the harvest of a vine planted years ago I died long ago to touch I died ever since to radiant smiles I died and […]

Leonell EchaNovember 24, 2017

Wisdom was real soft spoken Always offering a bit of an advice token He was a statue of meekness Goodness was his only weakness At his feet, gracefulness drank Outgrew folly and all its pranks Under the tree he mended souls Sticks did tricks as mini poles I watched and learnt His rules never bent […]

Leonell EchaNovember 24, 2017

It was Thursday morning and I was preparing to go to the farm. My husband and I have to keep our heads down and till the ground to feed the family. But something about today felt oddly out of place. I had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. The compound felt eerie […]

Leonell EchaNovember 24, 2017

Where stars burn bright The moon is stripped of its pride Let the particles of the broken clouds shine Make joyous hearts easy to find While the moon traipses and dawdles in self-pity The galaxies conspired Who could foretell what could transpire? But we sat Our buttocks glued to the bench of patience Our hearts […]

Leonell EchaNovember 23, 2017

I have tasted earth in the lips of the dead When they travel into birth with my words unsaid. I have written these words to life, So you make merry alive and get a wife. Do all your guts say, if why just strife. If life ties your neck, these words will be a knife. […]

Leonell EchaNovember 22, 2017

The world lay before me as a leaf. Tomorrow coming as a new leaf turned to give me a new start. This is the art, written as a monocotyledonous hieroglyph- swallowed by the mind for it is photographic. Life in a strand- branching out to touch something. Something growing into anything from nothing. The beauty […]

Leonell EchaNovember 21, 2017

Dear Winnie, this is for the pain swinging your eyes like a bee. I’m sorry for not always being around. Especially when my toil is buried in the ground. Please and please, don’t remember this. Know this swing always left a scar I won’t miss. The one right above your right eye, hearing you cry […]

Leonell EchaNovember 20, 2017

I know where dead men come from, My father said it is from the sky. Whenever they fall, their bodies crack open and babies fall out into a womb while they find the tomb. I know where the sky came from, it is a mucus of God that will never dry. I know where the […]

Leonell EchaNovember 18, 2017

This was written by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi Of all human activities, creativity comes closest to providing the fulfillment we all hope to get in our lives. Call it full-blast living. Creativity is a central source of meaning in our lives. Most of the things that are interesting, important, and human are the result of creativity. What makes […]

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