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Books by Niyi
Osundare
Songs of the Marketplace (2006)
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The Word is an Egg
(2005) /
Pages from the Book of the Sun (2002) /
Two Plays (2006)
Thread in the Loom: Essays (2002) /
The State Visit (2002) /
Midlife (2005) /
Moonsongs (1988) /
The Eyes of the Earth (2007)
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Niyi Osundare At 60
By
Ugochukwu Ejinkeonye
Recently, Professor Niyi Osundare, poet, scholar,
essayist, humanist and patriot turned 60. Unfortunately,
the Nigerian environment was most unreasonably saturated
with a lot of animal noise and needless tension as a
result of the unwholesome and primitive politics that
appears to have found fertile ground in these parts, and
so an event of such magnitude was grossly under-marked
and underreported.
Sadly, instead of Osundare and his sterling
contributions to literature, society and the academia
dominating the public space on such a time, exasperating
din from mere empty containers, who have done nothing
but bleed Nigeria pale since they inflicted themselves
on the nation as politicians and resilient leeches,
grabbed the front pages.
In a way, that would seem an apt reward for Osundare
himself who has over the years used his poetry, essays
and public speeches to vigorously combat the ills these
people nurture and represent in his consistent struggle
to see Nigeria emerge as a strong, decent and
well-governed nation, which everyone one of us would be
very proud to call our own.
Osundare’s commitment to his fatherland has remained
exceptional. Even in the most hazardous of all times, he
had refused to abandon the country, preferring instead
to stay put at Ibadan, for his students and Nigeria. His
various interventions, usually crafted in very strong
but unique and exceptionally beautiful language, has
jolted dictators, emboldened the populace and generally
contributed rare insights and motivations to the
struggle for a better nation.
The literary community, however, defied the depressing
mood of the time, and stood up to honour one of its
extraordinary giants on his sixtieth birthday. Readings
and lectures were organized at several literary spots to
mark the event.
Although I got the invitation to attend the special
reading in Osundare’s honour on Saturday March 10, at
The Jazzhole, Awolowo Road, Ikoyi, I could not make it.
The Association of Nigerians Authors (ANA) also met at
the National Theatre that same evening for its monthly
reading, which it dedicated to the great poet. There
were other equally exciting gatherings of the tribe at
other venues in Ibadan and Lagos and Ikere Ekiti, where
the leading poet was, was most deservedly, wrapped with
shinning encomiums and celebrated with enchanting
chants.
It is now widely accepted that Osundare is Africa’s
finest poet. His way with words is distinct and rare. It
is impossible to read Osundare’s poetry and not be awed
by his great insights, and overwhelmed by the great
talent he betrays, and the exceptionally overpowering
way he deploys words to great effects. His ability to
create very vivid and lasting imageries in the mind of
the reader, the rhythms he realizes so effortlessly, and
the deep, fresh meanings his poems yield each time one
reads them, are what, in my view, makes his work stand
out all the time.
Osundare’s 1988 collection,
Moonsongs (Ibadan:
Spectrum Books), remains my favourite of all his works I
have read, and each time I want to thoroughly enjoy
myself, admire exceptional talent and immerse myself in
the overwhelming power and exhilarating aura of well
loaded words, I always go to
Moonsongs. And
like the poet sang to the moon in the book, I would
implore his poetry to “mother me in the surging valley
of [her] knowing bosom”.
Perhaps, it is only the moon that can “heal the scars of
wounded winds” as the cricket, perhaps, overwhelmed by
the immaculate brightness of the full new moon seeks to
“slit night’s silence with the scalpel of its throat.”
It is impossible to read
Moonsongs, and
not see yourself under the immaculate brilliance of a
moonlit night. It is so pleasantly real.
Though a great and loud admirer of Osundare, I have
neither met him nor made any attempts to do so, but as I
read
Moonsongs once
again, to mark his birthday, I longed for a full bright
moon to “spread” across the sad Lagos “sky like a
generous mat”, to illumine my environment, and sack the
gloom and darkness that has become an inevitable feature
of existing in a badly run country like Nigeria, so I
could compose and sing my own “moonsongs” to celebrate
this great bard. For which day would be most appropriate
to do this than on a moonlit night, when the smile of
the moon “ripens the forests”, and men and women are
bathed with its golden glory.
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Spread the sky like a
generous mat
Tell dozing rivers to
stir their tongues
Unhinge the hills
Unwind the winds
The
moon and I will sing tonight. (Moonsongs
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I derive immense pleasure from devouring any essay,
poetry or interview by Osundare, or anything written on
him or his work. I make it a habit to update my
collection of materials on him. His words carry almost
that same sagely weight, insight and originality that
one hears only in the likes of Chinua Achebe.
It is always painful to remember that we would have lost
Osundare to Hurricane
Katrina which wreaked havoc in some parts of the
United States in 2005. When the toxic water took over
their apartment, Osundare and his wife fled to the attic
and were there in the intense heat, without any drinking
water, food, electricity, or any means of communication
for 26 hours. Later they were rescued by a neigbour who
had come around with a boat, perhaps, to pick some
things from his own house.
“That was our escape”, Osundare told the Voice of
America (VOA) in October 2005. “It was purely
accidental. If our neighbour hadn’t come, we would have
been part of the statistics by now.”
At the time this disaster occurred, Osundare was a
professor of English at the University of New Orleans.
And when he wrote the following words in the dedication
page of
Moonsongs, it
was doubtful if he ever thought it would one day
celebrate his own triumph over death in New Orleans:
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For
all who stood for
life
when twilight
thundered in
with a cavalry of howling
axes and death suddenly sprang
from the armpit of waking
stars
But Earth said No
to their crimson plot…
Noon yet, then,
at our forge of busy
bellows
We shall break many
Moons
on the elbow of the river
deep, ever so deep
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like the rainbow of a thousand dreams |
We are grateful
to God that Osundare survived Hurricane Katrina.
Although he had lost to the floods most of the things he
valued so much: his books, manuscripts, computer files
and more, I agree with the person who said that what he
has is greater than what he lost, for the brain from
where the contents of those lost manuscripts emanated
remains fertile and active.
This is wishing
the great poet, scholar and crusader many happy returns
of the day.
Ugochukwu Ejinkeonye writes a column (SCRUPLES)
for the Independent (www.independentngonline.com
) every Wednesday.
scruples2006@yahoo.com ; BLOG:
www.ugochukwu.blog.com
posted 17 April 2007 Niyi
Osundare, who was born in Nigeria in 1947 and is currently a
professor of English literature at the university of New
Orleans, is considered the greatest living Nigerian poet. Most
of his books are published in Nigeria;
The Word is an Egg,
his latest collection, appeared earlier this year. Just
recently, two books of his,
Pages from the Book of the Sun:
New & Selected Poems and
Thread in the Loom: Essays
on African Literature and Culture, were published in the
United States by African World Press. His work has been
translated in Dutch, German, Korean and French, and has won many
literary awards, such as the Noma.
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Blacks in Hispanic Literature: Critical Essays
Edited by
Miriam DeCosta-Willis
Blacks in Hispanic Literature is a
collection of fourteen essays by scholars and
creative writers from Africa and the Americas.
Called one of two significant critical works on
Afro-Hispanic literature to appear in the late
1970s, it includes the pioneering studies of
Carter G. Woodson and
Valaurez B. Spratlin, published in the 1930s, as
well as the essays of scholars whose interpretations
were shaped by the Black aesthetic. The early
essays, primarily of the Black-as-subject in Spanish
medieval and Golden Age literature, provide an
historical context for understanding 20th-century
creative works by African-descended, Hispanophone
writers, such as Cuban
Nicolás Guillén and Ecuadorean poet, novelist,
and scholar
Adalberto Ortiz, whose essay analyzes the
significance of Negritude in Latin America. This
collaborative text set the tone for later
conferences in which writers and scholars worked
together to promote, disseminate, and critique the
literature of Spanish-speaking people of African
descent. . . .
Cited by a
literary critic in 2004 as "the seminal study in the
field of Afro-Hispanic Literature . . . on which
most scholars in the field 'cut their teeth'."
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Sister Citizen: Shame, Stereotypes, and Black Women in
America
By Melissa V.
Harris-Perry
According to the
author, this society has historically exerted
considerable pressure on black females to fit into one
of a handful of stereotypes, primarily, the Mammy, the
Matriarch or the Jezebel. The selfless
Mammy’s behavior is marked by a slavish devotion to
white folks’ domestic concerns, often at the expense of
those of her own family’s needs. By contrast, the
relatively-hedonistic Jezebel is a sexually-insatiable
temptress. And the Matriarch is generally thought of as
an emasculating figure who denigrates black men, ala the
characters Sapphire and Aunt Esther on the television
shows Amos and Andy and Sanford and Son, respectively.
Professor Perry
points out how the propagation of these harmful myths
have served the mainstream culture well. For instance,
the Mammy suggests that it is almost second nature for
black females to feel a maternal instinct towards
Caucasian babies.
As for the source
of the Jezebel, black women had no control over their
own bodies during slavery given that they were being
auctioned off and bred to maximize profits. Nonetheless,
it was in the interest of plantation owners to propagate
the lie that sisters were sluts inclined to mate
indiscriminately.
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The White Masters of the
World
From
The World and Africa, 1965
By W. E. B. Du Bois
W. E. B. Du Bois’
Arraignment and Indictment of White Civilization
(Fletcher)
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