tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post7542307161938399101..comments2014-08-13T13:14:14.054+01:00Jeremy[email protected]Blogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-21754840359572723142008-10-22T01:36:00.000+01:002008-10-22T01:36:00.000+01:00Poems like this one rite here,the Casualties and the two Abikus(one from Clark &amp; the other from Soyinka)reminds me of what was good about my secondary school days.This is the kind of poem that would remind one of William Wordsworth definition of poetry as &quot;a spontaneous overflow of emotions recollected or captured in tranquility&quot;.<BR/><BR/>This poem reminds me other the other poems we read at the time:Night Fall in Soweto,An Irish Airman Forsees His Death,etc.<BR/>It&#39;s a great feeling.Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-68807466827213115852008-08-06T07:11:00.000+01:002008-08-06T07:11:00.000+01:00John Pepper Clark-Bekederemo inspired me.Thompson Oyonmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06975750213725324560[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-88628637369885204142007-05-31T14:56:00.000+01:002007-05-31T14:56:00.000+01:00Very Quiet Poem.<BR/><BR/>I ve always loved it from since.<BR/><BR/>Plus I love the comeback posts..Jajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353421359476375403[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-28979950288540998592007-05-31T14:14:00.000+01:002007-05-31T14:14:00.000+01:00by the way wetin you do mr olu oguibe? he sounded real antsy.eccentric nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11474219796493275970[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-41028597788186977372007-05-31T14:07:00.000+01:002007-05-31T14:07:00.000+01:00i love it, i can feel itAnonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-90905185356901979092007-05-31T13:52:00.000+01:002007-05-31T13:52:00.000+01:00i love your love for nigeria, which can't be said for so many of our own.eccentric nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11474219796493275970[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-20961143583798263202007-05-31T13:32:00.000+01:002007-05-31T13:32:00.000+01:00This is an exquisite poem, and I thank you for sharing it. I'm particularly drawn to the lines.The Pseudo-Independenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01992276117548193938[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-18660483883642047202007-05-31T09:57:00.000+01:002007-05-31T09:57:00.000+01:00'Okunrin meta you don't even have to be a disciple of Nigeria literature...any Nigerian not familiar with J.P. Clark has some work to do.Kola[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-73687758168526212272007-05-31T07:03:00.000+01:002007-05-31T07:03:00.000+01:00I too remember reading this poem for my high school exams! Brings back memories of those days...<BR/><BR/>Btw, you guys seem to be having a lot of work (fun) to do. Wouldn't mind being in your shoes (not exactly Fela's)!loomniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03544873167025835642[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-73181345757852343502007-05-30T23:34:00.000+01:002007-05-30T23:34:00.000+01:00Wow, brings back great memories of reading his work back in NNSS Abeokuta in the early to mid 1990s. Shame how we don't recognize and acknowledge the truly powerful ones amongst us- this man's writing could have(well, could still)invigorate and inspire generations. <BR/>BTW, a true disciple of Nigerian literature who doesn't know J.P Clark, or his work has some work to do!<BR/><BR/>'Okunrin metaAnonymous[email protected]