The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

Nectar, I'll be your bee. Humming all over you on a knee Let the flower open up, deep Till you let me suckle with glee

Love, where's your fire? I've been sat here smoking away With thorns, fronds and tulips Making signals, for my need is dire Stil...

Chibuzor, gold dust of teary eyes wrought from an iroko - 'oku - masquerade of the shimmering night; that swallowed an alligator. ...

I can see what the darkness does Say goodbye to who I was For now, a heartless being roams His heart eaten by a beast A beast without a sou...

She told me about Chimamanda's book, Americanah that she was reading. The part where the lad traveled to school and left his girl in t...

I can see what the darkness does Say goodbye to who I was For now, a heartless being roams His heart eaten by a beast A beast without a sou...

All my eggs are cast in one The other baskets have shells Rotten eggs don't sink in a basin My heart flows like clear water The hone...

Abuja, of a flood's nightly welcome Fires up fantasies and washes away sorrows Though cries of men and of babies spring forth thence

Here I'm sat on a pot, crossroads Between a dream and a fantasy Time stokes the boiling pot, and I Am caught between a tear and an or...

Last year, the two of us helped organize a White House summit on information disclosure policy. The preparatory material we sent out before...