Foluke’s African Skies is now at FolukeAfrica.com. This old site will still remain live for a short while, but no new posts will be added. I look forward to engaging with you on the new site!
‘Each morning redefines impossibility
Each morning says “Here I am. Again”
Each morning means I am possible Continue reading “Joy!”
Cesária Évora singing Sodade
Cesária was a Cape Verdean singer. Nicknamed the “Barefoot Diva” for performing without shoes. She helped bring the amazing musical legacy of her homeland to the world’s attention. ‘Sodade’ means longing, longing for this land of mine. Continue reading “My Favourite African Divas & Their Songs”
Walk down the forested paths of the Congolese forest,
Watch the twinkle of the soft stars reflected in the Nile.
Be dazzled by the splendour of a Benin masked festival.
Marvel at the colour and smells of a Moroccan market.
And then learn to love Africa. Continue reading “Love AFRICA”
Every time I convince myself to stop talking about the colonial, something happens to drag me back. In a way, I suppose my continuous return to the colonial is a microcosm of the Africa’s relationship with the rest of the world. Continue reading “Borderlands and the Colonial”
Black women who overcome draw a line in the sand,
for the next generation to step over, over, over,
till we get to the Promised Land… Continue reading “Black Women & the Promised Land”
I remember listening to a talk by Chimamanda Adichie, where she said some of her writing had been criticised for not being African enough. I wonder if the quota of starving children and ‘savage’ rituals had not been met. Continue reading “What Makes African Fiction, ‘African’?”
This is one of my favourite books. The writing is exquisite to the point of pain. The story is laden with layers as deep as ancient crevices, exploring the extent of human frailties and the depths of human emotion. It tells a story of inherited hatred and fear which is still relevant today. Continue reading “Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton”