Gabriel Okara’s The Fisherman’s Invocation is not merely a collection of poems; it is a haunting voyage into the turbulent waters of memory, colonial disillusionment, and the spiritual ache of a people searching for balance between the ancestral and the modern.
Africa! My Africa has failed me. It has ceased to function as a continent, failed to recognize queer bodies, and failed to provide a safe milieu for our existence as humans. Africa has no tomorrow. Africa is a vast abyss of nothingness.