John Chinaka Onyeche

poems by John Chinaka Onyeche

The Sunflower In My Father’s Garden As A Metaphor For The Return Of Our Ancestors.   A Sunflower had sprouted out in my father’s garden in the morning, I showed it to him in the evening while we had walked through the garden. And my father told me that, it was a way of our […]

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