The best thing about technological transformation is that it keeps opening up new ways for Creatives to get discovered.
Read this article under our #CreativeLifeBalance Series on how you can remain creative in a technology-driven world.
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Lucky enough to be a poet, stories seek me out, not through the avenue of plot, but that of awe (& other emotional pathways). The journey is not often predetermined, & when it is, it is still nebulous enough to elicit a sense of wandering through images, and sentences.
Exploring and Exalting our Genesis as storytellers With Pamilerin Jacob Read More »
My song of rebirth tuned in,
Accompanied by the whine and wine,
Of bullets and blood, and the drumbeats
Rebirth – Oyeniyi Ayoola Read More »
Born again without my mother this time, Nature was to nurture me. My wounds grew bigger and all they could feed on was salt,
Rebirth – Nomonde Sky Read More »
From where I am, I have touched the eagle in flight. And memory will not erase this sight. I soften the pace to my destination. And stand too, to listen to this morning’s oration.
The Moment – Ogonna Kanu Read More »
The early hours of this morning met me sinking in tar,
I felt the cold of dawn and I was the black sheep of the family.
Such a cold rebirth!
Black Sheep – Ezekiel David Read More »
Yet, she says I remind her of hope;
Anytime she looks into my eyes,
She believes she can dream again.
We can still dream again.
1967 – Quist Miracle Read More »
They return as flowers from their long time journey into the spirit land,
That we should now care for them.
The Sunflower in My Father’s Garden – John Chinaka Onyeche Read More »
my grandfather, my friend and my teacher wrote within me the last words of this poem; We are books and we should be written in the ink of love for education. We are books, write your pages with love and come alive with each page.
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I guess ‘love is death’ wasn’t always about death. It was about the absoluteness of love, like death. Even when they’re gone, a part of them still stays with you.
Cornerlis Affre – Love is death Read More »