KO KO KO, KONGI O! BY OYIN OLUDIPE

As was commissioned to mark an African Art Hub Week for the first Black Nobel Laureate in Literature, my tribute to Wole Soyinka, "KO KO KO, KONGÍ Ò!" was published by The Literary Vox; a long poem which pays homage to that huge source of inspiration that is the Professor himself. Kindly Click read  and share here

Oyin Oludipe,
Nigeria.

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