Birago Diop

Ball by Birgo Diop

A scroll of blue, an exquisite thought Moves upwards in a secret accord And the gentle pink explosion the shade filte…

Vanity by Birago Diop

If we tell, gently, gently All that we shall one day have to tell, Who then will hear our voices without laughter, Sad …

Diptych by Birago Diop

The Sun hung by a thread In the depths of the Calabash dyed indigo Boils the great Pot of Day. Fearful of the approac…

Breath by Birago Diop

Listen more to things  Than to words that are said. The water's voice sings  And the flame cries  And the wind that…

Africa my Africa by David Diop

Africa my Africa, Africa of proud warriors in the ancestral savannahs,  Africa my grandmother sings of Beside her dista…

The Vultures by David Diop

Click Here to Read the Analysis of the Poem  In those days When civilization kicked us in the face  When holy water sla…

The Renegade by David Diop

My brother you flash your teeth in response to every hypocrisy  My brother with gold-rimmed glasses  You give your mast…

Viaticum By Birago Diop

In one of the three jugs The three jugs where on certain evenings return  the tranquil souls, the breaths of the ancest…

Vanity By Birago Diop

If we tell, gently, gently  All that we shall one day have to tell, Who then will hear our voices without laughter,  Sa…

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