The moment news broke about the death of Africa’s foremost novelist, Chinua Achebe, one of the first feelings that came rushing in after the sadness for the loss of a man so beloved is a personal questioning of what the passing really means. By the time he died at 82, he had published five novels (one of which is the magnum opus Things Fall Apart), four children’s books, poetry, short stories, and a number of essays. He was arguably the continent’s most famous novelist. But he was gone (and for those who had never met him except through his famous works, he had left far earlier, perhaps after A Man of the People).
This week's poem: "Still I rise"
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