I Am an African by Wayne Visser

I am an African  Not because I was born there  But because my heart beats with Africa's  I am an African  Not because my skin is bla...

Art, History and Criticism

Art, History and Criticism By Adewole Okuwafemi (OBJ) In addition to the on going intellectual submissions. History is the past and mostl...

A Critical Appraisal of Fela Kuti's Zombie by Taiwo Daniel

Abstract : Criticism is like a lens   use to read any literature. According to Jonathan Culler, criticism is defined as the general accoun...

Oluwamarc: Death in My Dreams

Circles of blood graced the terrace that led to ogele's river, could this be an Hunter's handiwork, no it couldn't have be...

Download the full text of The Crucible by Arthur Miller

small upper bedroom in the home of Reverend Samuel Parris, Salem, Massachusetts, in the spring of the year 1692. There is a narrow window at...

OKONKWO IN THINGS FALL APART AS AN ARISTOTELEAN TRAGIC HERO by Olatuja Oloyede

In Poetics of Aristotle (384 -322BC), Aristotle asserts that a tragic hero is a character that has risen to a lofty height of prominence onl...

The Didactic, Entertainment and Affective Function of Literature by Olatuja Oloyede

INTRODUCTION Literature being a multifaceted phenomenon has never been given a univocal definition, nether is there any catholic or conventi...

NEARER THAN HE THOUGHT

I was reading, some time ago, of a young man who had just come out of a saloon, and had mounted his horse. As a certain deacon passed on his...

A FATHER'S NEGLECT

A story has gone the round of the American press that made a great impression upon me as a father. A father took his little child out into t...

PEACE DECLARED

Peace Declared When France and England were at war once a French vessel had gone off on a long whaling voyage. When they came back, the crew...

Mother's Love ( A True Story)

YOU JUST HAVE TO READ THIS This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the China Earthquake. After the Earthquake had subsided, when ...

My Death My Joy by Oloyede Olatuja

MY DEATH IS MY JOY ~ "How I cherish the day of death, Like the golden rays of my breath. For this my soul awaits, The opening of the pe...