A man sitting monkey-like on the rooftop of his brain is due the applause such feats earn him.
ABERJHANIA man sitting monkey-like on the rooftop of his brain is due the applause such feats earn him.
ABERJHANIWith my ninth mind I resurrect my first and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.
ABERJHANIJust above our terror, the stars painted this story in perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too often abused by ignorance, covered our eyes with mercy.
ABERJHANIHis [Ben Okri’s] work poses very serious questions for the twenty-first century. Among them:
ABERJHANIAnd the relentless suffocation of that singular breath which makes human beings individuals.
ABERJHANIDeath wins nothing here, gnawing wings that amputate–– then spread, lift up, fly.
ABERJHANIThe dancing vortex of a sacred metaphor clashes horns and halos to make wounded music set to the tempo of a new era in brilliant labor.
ABERJHANIWithin the universe of the extraordinary, those qualities we designate to human concepts of gender are often shared, exchanged, or even completely obliterated.
ABERJHANITo what extent will we allow the indefinable dynamics of something called “destiny” to maintain grief and horror in the world?
ABERJHANITrue lovers earn their genius in schools of blood, prophecy and dust.
ABERJHANIIt can make all the difference between a man, woman, or child allowing despair to permanently paralyze any dreams
ABERJHANIIn ways that synchronize images, ideas, emotions, sounds, smells, ignorance, and knowledge.
ABERJHANILove taught me to die with dignity that I might come forth anew in splendor. Born once of flesh, then again of fire
ABERJHANIGot just enough room to be a friend of yours. Oh I hope you got room to be a friend of mine.
ABERJHANIPoetry looking in the mirror sees art, and art looking in a mirror sings poetry.
ABERJHANIIf life is a birthday cake let my face be smeared with its icing of cognac and kindness.
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