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Just Coincidence?
I have reason to believe the phenomenon I am about to describe is not peculiar to myself as several of my contemporaries have found it so. I wonder if it was also so in settler days and if any other geriatric Kenyaphiles have experienced it. Mine is an extreme example...
Comments on the Poem, African Memories
I just posted a poem about Africa and the memories one has after leaving the continent. It was posted on a facebook group called Kenyan friends reunited. We are wondering if any Old Africa readers or friends knows who wrote the poem. As I read it, it brought back...
More African Memories
I was born in Africa and its seasons shaped my soul. I knew my place beneath the sun, the warm earth made me whole, Those arching skies and brilliant stars fixed my position there, That brooding space my boundary, the far horizons clear. I belonged to Africa and...